第39部分(第2/7 页)

lulling。　Several　times；　I　drift　off　briefly　and　then　snap　awake；　guilty　and　angry　with　myself。　After　three　or　four　hours；　I　canˇt　help　it；　I　have　to　rouse　Peeta　because　I　canˇt　keep　my　eyes　open。　He　doesnˇt　seem　to　mind。

¨Tomorrow；　when　itˇs　dry；　Iˇll　find　us　a　place　so　high　in　the　trees　we　can　both　sleep　in　peace；〃　I　promise　as　I　drift　off。

But　tomorrow　is　no　better　in　terms　of　weather。　The　deluge　continues　as　if　the　Gamemakers　are　intent　on　washing　us　all　away。　The　thunderˇs　so　powerful　it　seems　to　shake　the　ground。　Peetaˇs　considering　heading　out　anyway　to　scavenge　for　food；　but　I　tell　him　in　this　storm　it　would　be　pointless。　He　wonˇt　be　able　to　see　three　feet　in　front　of　his　face　and　heˇll　only　end　up　getting　soaked　to　the　skin　for　his　troubles。　He　knows　Iˇm　right；　but　the　gnawing　in　our　stomachs　is　being　painful。

The　day　drags　on　turning　into　evening　and　thereˇs　no　break　in　the　weather。　Haymitch　is　our　only　hope；　but　nothing　is　forthing；　either　from　lack　of　money　�　everything　will　cost　an　exorbitant　amount　�　or　because　heˇs　dissatisfied　with　our　performance。　Probably　the　latter。　Iˇd　be　the　first　to　admit　weˇre　not　exactly　riveting　today。　Starving；　weak　from　injuries；　trying　not　to　reopen　wounds。　Weˇre　sitting　huddled　together　wrapped　in　the　sleeping　bag；　yes；　but　mostly　to　keep　warm。　The　most　exciting　thing　either　of　us　does　is　nap。

Iˇm　not　really　sure　how　to　ramp　up　the　romance。　The　kiss　last　night　was　nice；　but　working　up　to　another　will　take　some　forethought。　There　are　girls　in　the　Seam；　some　of　the　merchant　girls；　too；　who　navigate　these　waters　so　easily。　But　Iˇve　never　had　much　time　or　use　for　it。　Anyway；　just　a　kiss　isnˇt　enough　anymore　clearly　because　if　it　was　weˇd　have　gotten　food　last　night。　My　instincts　tell　me　Haymitch　isnˇt