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Epilogue
It's been two years now since I enforced a law that would make the Hunger Games impossible to bring back. Aid has been sent to the Tribes and their lifestyles are being taught in schools so everybody will have an understanding that we are not the last people left in the world.
Madison is now my wife. Belle and her two sons now live in the Capitol to be near us. Belle says she would rather live in the Capitol than in District 2 where she was brought up. She says there is less of a chance of Tyke and Miko signing up for the military. Madison still goes out to the Tribes as part of the military but she spends a lot of time with our child now.
Sometimes I regret my decision. Such as when I am forced to turn more immigrants away from Panem's bulging borders, and when I see starvation in the Tribes on the television. But I won't back down now. We will help them, slowly but surely.
Nurse Everdeen now works in the Capitol and is highly respected in the medical profession just as she has always wanted to be.
But there are times when I am glad I am where I am now. Such as when I see Juppy Kit selling his newspapers on that same stand and he gives me a respectable nod. He said he thought I'd gone to the bad side but is pleased I corrected my ways by becoming President. He still refuses to charge me for a newspaper.
Even Darcy Williams has dropped by to congratulate me. I will never forget that conversation with her.
"Well, slap me silly!" she cried before pulling me into a bosom-smothering hug. "I really thought you'd gone to sleep with fishes, lamb!"
"It was all a lie from the Capitol," I told her, after getting my breath back.
"Aw, you poor, lamb," she cooed. "Well, you're all dandy now aren't you?" she asked, more positive. "President of Panem," she mused. "Well, ain't that grand! I hope you won't be forgetting me."
"I could never forget you, Darcy," I assured her.
"Well, that's good because I won't go forgetting you either," she beamed at me. "Now that you're the President and all that, do you reckon you could get me a pay rise?"
I laughed along with her even though I knew she was only half-joking.
Britney is a Government Official – the first one who had parents not from Panem. Her success is a sign for more good things to come. I have met her parents at last. They admire me for wanting to help the Tribes. They say what I am doing is a lot better than what the government before me did; just scrape them all up and bring them to Panem for a better life.
Britney's brother is a lot younger than I thought too. He's about the same age as Rosie, making me feel bad for ever being angry with him. I hope Plutarch didn't hurt him whilst he held him in captivity.
The Tribes are now rebuilding their lives more confidently. They're choosing their own names, trying to get back to the place they were at before all was lost. If Panem could do it then they too can crawl back from the ashes.
As I said in my first speech as President, we cannot afford to be independent and selfish anymore. I notice this every time I pick up and look into my daughter, Anna Belle Odair's sea-green eyes. She is not a child of one country, but of the world as a whole.