Peeta Quotes

At a
few minutes
before four,
Peeta turns
to me
again.
"Your favorite
color...
it's green?"

"That's right."
Then I
think of
something
to add.
"And yours
is orange."

"Orange?"
He seems
unconvinced.
"Not bright
orange.

But soft.
Like the
sunset,"
I say.
"Atleast,
that's what
you told
me once."

"Oh."
He closes
his eyes
briefly,
maybe trying
to conjure
up that
sunset,
Then nods
his head.
"Thank you."
But more
words tumble
out.
"You're a
painter.
You're a
baker.
You like
to sleep
with the
windows open.
You never
take sugar
in your
tea.
And you
always double-knot
your shoelaces."

Then I
dive into
my tent
before I
do somthing
stupid like
cry.