"Mother?" I turn too her. Her eyes are puffy red and her breathing is limited to short inhaling. Just like me. But I have to ask her about this note.
"Yes?" She says as she looks at me directly. "Something you need?"
"This note...who is F.L.?"
"F.L?" She asks. Her face looks confused. I hand her the note, and she reads it. "I can't believe she came back..."
"Who? Who is she?"
"Where did you get this note? Who gave it to you?"
"A lady...with long blonde hair, blue eyes...bu-" I say. But she cuts me off.
"Ferne Loeve?" She gasps.
"WHO?" I snap. I need to know who this person is!
"Ferne Loeve. She used to know me when you were young, possibly when you were about 2. She moved to the Capitol just before you turned 3. I was best friends with her until she left." She replies, her voice low as she tries to remember.
"Why'd she go to the Capitol? You're not allowed to move to the Capitol from the Districts. Right?" I ask. I'm so confused. Why move to the Capitol? How did she even get to move their, especially from District twelve? I've never heard of anyone who has one that before.
"That's right. But this is different. She was forced to."Her eyes look down at the ground. There's some unfinished business.
"What for?"
"No one knows. One day, she just packed up and left. I never saw her again."