Gale and I gasp and exchange a glance but before either of us can say something the door flies open. Mom and Dad step out and I can still hear Mom's voice repeating, the odds want us dead in my head over and over again.
"I thought I heard voices out here," says Mom rather calmly. "I want to know," I say stubbornly. "Know what?" asks Dad. "Everything," I whisper.
They take us out into the living room and go on about what happened thirteen years ago. The seventy fourth annual Hunger Games, aunt Prim's name was called and of course Mom volunteered. Dad was called for the boy's name.
"I thought only one person could win," I say intrigued. "I'm getting there," says Mom softly.
She goes on about the rule change and how they changed it back. I can almost imaging standing in a cold arena deciding if I should die or kill the one I love. "Well…what did you do?" I ask. She tells us about the berries and how the capitol didn't like it. She goes all the way up until when she killed President Snow.
I don't know how to respond to such news but there's a question I can't hold back, "Why didn't you tell us earlier?" "It's complicated," is the only response I get but I don't pressure her to go in further.
"What now?" I ask. "Well…you need to go to Aunt Madge and Uncle Gale," she responds. "So you're really going to war?" I ask. "I think we all know it's going to happen sooner or later," says Dad.
We sit in silence and there's certain emptiness in the room. It's uncomfortably cold but no one says anything. Haymitch is dead asleep on the couch and the fact that he's not snoring makes me think he's never going to wake up.
I open my mouth to ask when we'll be going to district two but I don't have the time because there's a knock on the door. "I'll get it," says Mom.
She opens the door and an unfamiliar face appears. "Can I help you?" asks Mom. There's something about her that makes me expect her answer. She clears her throat, "I'm President Snow's daughter."