the hunger games-飢餓遊戲(英文版)

第45部分 (第4/7頁)

r　closes　noiselessly　after　her　and　I　turn　hungrily　to　the　tray。　A　bowl　of　clear　broth；　a　small　serving　of　applesauce；　and　a　glass　of　water。　This　is　it？　I　think　grouchily。　Shouldnˇt　my　homeing　dinner　be　a　little　more　spectacular？　But　I　find　itˇs　an　effort　to　finish　the　spare　meal　before　me。　My　stomach　seems　to　have　shrunk　to　the　size　of　a　chestnut；　and　I　have　to　wonder　how　long　Iˇve　been　out　because　I　had　no　trouble　eating　a　fairly　sizable　breakfast　that　last　morning　in　the　arena。　Thereˇs　usually　a　lag　of　a　few　days　between　the　end　of　the　petition　and　the　presentation　of　the　victor　so　that　they　can　put　the　starving；　wounded；　mess　of　a　person　back　together　again。　Somewhere；　Cinna　and　Portia　will　be　creating　our　wardrobes　for　the　public　appearances。　Haymitch　and　Effie　will　be　arranging　the　banquet　for　our　sponsors；　reviewing　the　questions　for　our　final　interviews。　Back　home；　District　12　is　probably　in　chaos　as　they　try　and　organize　the　homeing　celebrations　for　Peeta　and　me；　given　that　the　last　one　was　close　to　thirty　years　ago。

Home！　Prim　and　my　mother！　Gale！　Even　the　thought　of　Primˇs　scruffy　old　cat　makes　me　smile。　Soon　I　will　be　home！

I　want　to　get　out　of　this　bed。　To　see　Peeta　and　Cinna；　to　find　out　more　about　whatˇs　been　going　on。　And　why　shouldnˇt　I？　I　feel　fine。　But　as　I　start　to　work　my　way　out　of　the　band；　I　feel　a　cold　liquid　seeping　into　my　vein　from　one　of　the　tubes　and　almost　immediately　lose　consciousness。

This　happens　on　and　off　for　an　indeterminate　amount　of　time。　My　waking；　eating；　and；　even　though　I　resist　the　impulse　to　try　and　escape　the　bed；　being　knocked　out　again。　I　seem　to　be　in　a　strange；　continual　twilight。　Only　a　few　things　register。　The　redheaded　Avox　girl　has　not　returned　since　the　feeding；　my　scars　are　disappearing；　and　do