ALREADY CRYING
The camera finds her in the crowd, clinging to two other girls. All blond. All definitely merchants' kids.
"I think that's your mother hugging her," says Peeta quietly. And he's right.
Holding her hand and weeping is another girl who looks just like Maysilee. But a lot like someone else I know, too.
"Madge," I say.
"That's her mother. She and Maysilee were twins or something," Peeta says. "My dad mentioned it once."














