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Chapter 10: Memorials
The rest of the walk was great. Peeta and me shared a conversation, whilst Theria minded her own business with my mother. When we came to the edge of the beach we all had to turn around and walk back. We all walked back together.
"So, how was walking?" Theria teases.
"Good. How 'bout you?"
"Well that backfired."
"What did you expect me to say?"
"Nothing." Theria laughs.
"Oh Theria." I smile, "I don't know if you know how nosey you are,"
"Hey, it's my nature. Been this way ever since I was little."
I don't know what it is about Theria, she's crazy, but somehow you just have to love her. Her personality is quirky, every time she says something witty, I can't help but laugh. The sparkle in her blue eyes reminds me that, well. This is Theria. I think we'll be friends for a while to come. To think she was a quiet nurse from District 4, that was scarred from being in the Hunger Games all those years ago.
"Yeah, your nature."
We are still walking; the sun is high in the sky now. I look over to the center of town. The place is buzzing now.
"So when we get home everybody, get your stuff ready, because your train leaves tomorrow morning." My mother says,
"Alright,"
"Hey, is there anywhere else you want to go? Before we go back?"
I think for a moment,
"Yes. Yes, actually. I'd like to visit the memorial."
"Oh the memorial? That's in town. I'll take you to it now." She replies.
"Okay, thanks."
My mother leads us into town; she said the memorial is just outside the former Justice Building. I can see the memorial. From what I can see, there are dozens of names engraved onto the memorial. I see someone, standing before the memorial. The figure has flowing brown hair.
"Could that-?" I say in disbelief. I start running. Could it be?
"Katniss?" Peeta calls. "What are you doing?" I hear Theria say. No. I don't answer. I need to know who this is. The figure turns around and I instantly recognize her, the brown hair, and the green eyes. Then I look over to what she is holding, a baby with bronze hair. Annie Cresta, is paying her respects to her deceased husband.
"Annie!" I yell.
"Katniss?"
I continue running. Until I come up to her, I give her a hug, the baby still in her arms. I can distinctly see the tears in her eyes when we pull away.
"What brings you here?" she asks. Wiping her eyes.
"I was at the hospital, I got attacked. Too much to explain."
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, although-"
"Annie?" I hear Peeta call.
"Oh my, Peeta's here too." Annie says.
I look down at the baby. It's grown bigger since I had seen him in the pictures Annie had sent us, and he resembles Finnick so well, it's enough to bring a tear to my eye. Peeta comes and embraces Annie. Then comes to stand next to me.
"How old is little... um… the baby?" I say.
"He's almost 2 and a half months old,"
"What's his name?" I ask, I think I already know his name.
"His name is Finnick." She says, "In honor of his father."
I feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach. This, I knew she was going to name her baby Finnick; it's just the thought of it. It's so saddening.
"I'm sure Finnick would be happy." I say,
"I'm sure he would." Annie smiles, her eyes forming tears. "Theria? Is that you?"
"Annie, You've grown so much."
Theria and Annie must know each other; they are from the same District after all.
"-and so has little Finnick." She says, twiddling the small child's finger.
"You knew him before?" I ask,
"Yes, I delivered him." Theria says, "Before I came to District 12."
"Oh my god." I say, cupping my hand over my mouth.
"Well, I am a nurse." Theria says,
"Yes, I know that." I reply.
"Mrs. Everdeen, nice to see you again as well," Annie says,
"Nice to see you again too."
This is like some sort of family reunion.
We all talk for a while, about everything really. How Annie has been with Finnick. She has done remarkably well, considering she's a widow. Raising a child all by herself.
I hope she doesn't spend too long mourning though, it must be hard, raising a child that looks a lot like Finnick, and is called Finnick. I'm sure it's for the best. She did love Finnick very much, and I suppose this is a good way to honor him, a good way to let his legacy live on. To be honest, thinking of this does make me shed a tear. I'm proud of Annie, she is doing so well, and I defiantly think I should send her more letters. Before we depart the memorial, I give Annie another hug. She certainly is a strong young woman.
The long walk home didn't take too long; it took about fifteen minutes at the most. The house is about ten meters away. Peeta held my hand the whole way here, and I', surprised that Theria didn't make a remark about it. When we come to the front door, I say
"I think it was good, seeing Annie again."
"Yeah, I mean. It was good seeing her doing well." Peeta replies.
"Absolutely." Theria says,
My mother unlocks the door; we go inside to start packing. Once we are all done, we have dinner, my mother had made some salad, but Peeta also insisted to make something. So he made some bread, with whatever he could find in my mother's kitchen. When the bread was done. We all had some. It had been a while since I had Peeta's bread. So it was nice to have some. We have conversation, an occasional laugh.. Altogether it was a nice night, a nice day in fact. Everything was going fine, until the phone rang in my mother's kitchen; she left to go pick it up. Then called me over and said it was for me.
"Who is it?" I ask,
"It's uh- just here." She gives the phone to me.
"Hello Katniss!" the woman says, in a strong Capitol accent. I think I know who this is already.
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