It's been a year since the war and things are running smoothly again. Whatever Mother and Uncle Gale had been fighting about ever since I was born is over, they talk on the phone almost every day and him and Aunt Madge visit often. Haymitch is still his same old drunken self but it wouldn't be the same otherwise.
I can't remember the last time things were this peaceful. I taught Gale archery since Mom had taught it to me before the whole incident. Gale is better at painting and baking though. Dad and Gale bake while Mom and I hunt. It's our daily routine and it doesn't change.
We don't talk about what happened, it's in our past now. I don't know all the details but I don't think I want to. Important thing is we're all alive and healthy. So I guess we're safe…for now at least.
The End