"You look so handsome, Finnick Darling" Mrs. Odair said weakly.
"Do you think Annie will like it?"
"Of course she will. You two will be the most beautiful couple at the prom," she said, tearing up.
"Don't cry, Mom," Finnick said, placing his hands over her's. "You're going to make me cry."
A tear slipped down her cheek. "Where has the time gone? You're eighteen. You're going to prom. You're going to graduate."
He hugged her. "Don't worry so much, Mom. You raised me well."