The Capitol train moves with breathtaking speed. Since I live in District Two the train ride is even shorter than the rest of the districts. Alexandra calls us to dinner and we eat like kings and queens, not like we don’t but the food is still scrumptious. After dinner we head into the lounge car to watch the recap if the reapings. The tributes from One and Four look fit and will be good partners. The rest are the usual skinny, gaunt and scared, they will be easy. I’m not worried until District Twelve, this year Katniss’s daughter is eligible. I watch as Effie Trinket swishes her hand through the thousands of slips for the girls and zips to the poudium and calls out…

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