A.N. Salutations. I express gratitude to charliesunshine for reviewing. Do you think we could get...seven reviews in the next two chapters? I want to have the same amount of reviews as chapters. Yep. I'm a little crazy...
Disclaimer: All rights belong to Suzanne Collins, but all lefts are mine.
Katniss POV
I sunk into the cushions on the couch with a sigh. It was that day again.
The anniversary of the day we were first sent on a train to the Capitol.
I had been married to Peeta for ten years, and we had started our tradition a few years back.
On that day, every year, we looked through the books that we had made that were filled with our memories. Sometimes, it was hard to see. It was hard to recognize the ones we had lost.
We helped each other through it, though, because we knew that it was important not to forget them.
There was one page I always had trouble looking at; Prim's. Every year, it hurt to look at her picture again. And every year, I reminded myself that I still had a Prim.
My six-year-old daughter.
We always upheld the tradition, though, and in a few years, we're going to tell our kids about it. Show them the books, tell them the stories; make them understand.
We'll all get through it together.
A.N. Do any of you know who Miss Marple is? I'm curious. Please, inform me if you do. Well, feedback is appreciated!
FSP
