We gather round the table to eat as soon as everyone gets in the house, it's always a long day in the seam so there's never any delay in dinner. There's never a dull moment in my house either, between Rory and Posy, someone's always got something to say. Tonight Posy's chattering away about the visit and how excited she is to start in school. She's such a sociable girl it'll be good for her to get out of the house and be around kids her own age even though I think school is a waste of time in this district, who needs lessons on coal or the Capitol propaganda that they pass off as 'history' lessons?

Rory suddenly interrupts "She was making friends with townies, typical Poss!" laughing loudly.

Both Katniss and Posy frown deeply with Posy turning pink and snapping "they liked my dress! They were nice to me."

"Not for long." Rory replies with a grin, "they were probably just making fun of you but you were too dumb to notice."

I grit my teeth and keep quiet on the subject, staring at my bowl to avoid eye contact with anyone. It's difficult for me to disagree with Rory and I know a lot of his prejudice he got from me and my rants as we grew up. I'll freely admit that it's partially jealousy, as much as Katniss tries to sell me on Peeta's tough childhood, eating stale bread is nothing compared to starving and townies have easier lives than us in the seam. It's just a fact. I could probably get over the jealousy if it wasn't for the attitude that seemed inherent in most of the folk from town, as if they are worth more than us because they were lucky enough to be born into the life they have. Peeta is good to Katniss, is very non- judgemental and alright to chat when he's around but a few exceptions doesn't mean that I have to like the people who look down on me.

"Enough, Rory" my mum's voice rang out quickly silencing him. "Take no notice of your brother Posy, be nice to everyone especially anyone who is nice to you and you'll have friends in no time."

We chat about our days as we finish the meal, the bakery bread making sure everyone is full, and once we're done mum sets the boys on clean up. I move towards the threadbare couch, exhausted from the exertion of the day, all I want to do is sit and listen to my family surround me before I collapse into bed later this evening. Posy climbs up next to me and starts to play with her doll and I smile, knowing that everything I do is so she can have it easier than I did.

Katniss says goodbye and has a word with mum before she heads home, it's probably to do with her hunting for us, she knows I don't like to talk about it and mum knows what we need better than I do anyway.

I stretch my aching muscles and think of the woods, where Katniss will be tomorrow and I'll finally be on Sunday, I'm thinking of taking the whole afternoon to gather plants and berries, we've had good rainfall this year so there's plenty growing and the kids could use some variation. Rory's been nagging me to take him out and teach him to hunt but I'm reluctant. Every time I cross the fence I risk being shot for it and that's not something that I ever wanted Rory to go through. Especially now that we don't risk starvation in the winter with my salary and Katniss hunting full time, having extra would be nice, we could always use something more but I just can't bring myself to let him take the chance.

I've talked it through with Katniss and she thinks that I should take him out as he's so headstrong that he'll probably try to go without me if I don't soon and it would be much safer for him to be with me. She tried to argue that he might need the skills once he starts a family of his own and needs to provide for them but I cut her off and refused to let her go there. He's thirteen for goodness sake!

I sigh as I realise that she had a fair point with that and decide to talk it through with mum at some point the week, she always knows the best thing to do.

Vick and Rory have been playing cards at the table since they finished cleaning up and I'm tempted to join them for half an hour before bed. I'm exhausted but I want to spend as much time with them as I can. I picked up the cards in the hob for that purpose, Thom had a set growing up and has been teaching me games to teach the boys. Vick especially loves it, he picks the games up incredibly easily and has beaten Thom at poker, his speciality, a couple of times already.

I scoop up the cards from the table and grin down at the boys before taking a seat and starting to deal for rummy. I share a smile with Vick when Rory grumbles when his needed cards are taken or covered, seemingly unaware that he's giving us his strategy and making it that much easier to beat him. After a few rounds of losing, Rory throws his cards on the table, declares us cheaters and stomps off to bed. I decide to follow him, stomping off means you want to be alone but in the seam you never get privacy really and I do need to get to bed before I drop off to sleep at the table. One day I hope to have my own house and a big family, sharing a room with a woman that I love but until then I'm stuck with two other smelly teenage boys and Rory can't sulk alone.

He'll get over it.