A/N: Sorry for the terrible update last time! Hopefully this will be better!
Chapter 3- Question
I stare at Prim, so many things going on in my head, why she's here, how she's here- didn't she die? What's going on and-
"Why?"
Prim laughs and shakes her head a little. "Why what?"
"Why did you come? I mean, didn't you die! And why didn't you come sooner? Did you ever think someone might actually care for you? And not want you exploded?! Did you ever think that?" I say, trying not to cry. "I thought you were dead!" I grap Prim and hug her. Once I release her, she says- "I know you missed me. I don't know why I didn't come back sooner."
"Where were you when you weren't here, than?"
"G-g-Gale," Prim stammers. My jaw dropped. How could he! Know that my sister was alive when we all thought she was dead for more than ten years! How-
Prim obviously saw my facial expression and said, "Katniss. I told him not to tell you. Next question- why? Because I needed to take care of mom." She said precisely.
"So she knew too! I'm the only one that didn't know? Thanks a lot!" I say angrily. "Everyone knew. Everyone! Is it something about me? I don't get it!"
Prim shrugs. "I don't know. I would have told you. I just- wanted you to have some time with Peeta. I knew you were perfect for each other. Once I saw you two in the Games." She made little kissing noises to mock me. I playfully slapped her arm. Then my happiness turned to solemness. "We do not mention the Games in this house."
Suddenly I hear a knock on the door. Both of my kids come in and say, "Mommy, what's the Games?"