Peri is two and a half now, and in a question asking stage. 'why' is her favorite word, and it drives me crazy. Every day things that used to just be things are now questions. Why do we have a refrigerator? Why are papa Haymitch's geese so loud? Why is the sky blue? Why is grass green? Why does she look the way she does? The number of questions I hear in one hour is insurmountable. I answer her questions the best I can, because 'just because' is not an answer in her book. She accepts my answers until she has a question that is hard for me to answer

"Who's that?" she asks. She is sitting on the floor with her toys, but she is looking up at the wall where several pictures are hanging

"Who's who?" I ask her, squatting down next to her. She points to one of the pictures

"Her, who is she?" she asks me. I feel my face pale, but I take a deep breath and try to answer her

"That's… that's your Aunt Prim" I tell her, my voice catching a little bit. I wish Peeta was here to help me, but he has been crazy busy at the bakery. Peri scrunches her nose at the picture

"She doesn't look like an ant to me and that's part of my name" she says. This actually makes me laugh a little.

"Not that kind of ant, baby girl. Aunt means she's mommy's sister and you were given her name for your middle name" I tell her, pulling her into my lap as I sit on the floor

"Where is she?" she asks me. I feel my lip shake as I try to think of an answer that won't result in me crying. She is too young for me to tell her where Prim really is

"She's with your grandparents" I tell her

"With grandma in the other district?" she asks

"…no, the others; Mommy's daddy and Daddy's parents" I tell her

"Well, where are they?" she asks

"Well… they're in a special place. We can't see them or talk to them… but they're there. I wish you could meet them" I tell her

"You sound sad, Mommy" she says, looking at me

"I wish I could see Prim… I loved her a lot" I say, my voice catching again. She turns to study the picture

"She looks like Grandma" she says after a long moment

"Yes, she does, doesn't she?"

"Yeah… she's really pretty. What's she like?" she asks. So many questions

"She's… really nice. You would have so much fun with her and she would have loved you to death. She wanted to be a doctor… she was a very good healer"

I end up staying on the floor with Peri for hours, telling her about Prim. I tell her about how much Prim loved Buttercup and about when she brought home Lady. I tell her about how much Prim wanted to be a doctor and how good she was at healing. I tell her about how much Prim loved to look at the cakes in the bakery, just like she does. I tell her about how nice Prim was, and all the nice things she did for people. I tell her that I hope she grows up to be just like her Aunt Prim, and she tells me she hopes so too. Peeta comes home and finds us talking about her. He is worried for me at first, but then he joins us and tells Peri about his experiences with Prim. It's heartbreaking, but amazing. I miss my sister so badly that it hurts, but I have my beautiful baby girl who always helps when I am missing the people I have lost. And I love her so much for that