Chapter 36
Peeta's POV
"What?!" I shout, my voice betraying my hysteria.
"Ssh, Peeta." Katniss strokes my hand, but her voice betrays her worry.
"That will be all," Comes Dr. Grey's harsh voice.
I hear the door slam shut, and a tired sigh comes from Dr. Grey.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you Peeta," Dr. Grey whispers. "I thought maybe I could get your eyesight back before then."
"'so ok," I murmur.
"Oh Peeta," Katniss cries. She buries her head on my shoulder and sobs.
"I'm okay Katniss," I murmur, stroking her hair.
"Katniss? How's your arm and leg?" Dr. Grey interjects.
"They're fine. All better now. Thank you." Katniss says in one breath.
"What's the matter?" I turn my head in Katniss's general direction, hoping to see her.
"I was crippled." Katniss whispers.
"Oh Katniss.-" I start but she puts a finger to my lips, silencing me.
"Peeta, it's okay," she soothes,
"But guess what?"
"What?" I almost shout.
"I remember."
