So excited for this challenge. I have to work next week but I'm hoping to read 5 historical novels.

“I‘m not their slave,” the man mutters.

“I am,” I say. “That‘s why I killed Cato…and he killed Thresh…and he killed Clove…and she tried to kill me. It just goes around and around, and who wins? Not us. Not the districts. Always the Capitol. But I‘m tired of being a piece in their Games.”

“I can‘t. That‘s the problem, isn‘t it?” I lower my blow. “We blew up your mine. You burned my district to the ground. We‘ve got every reason to kill each other. So do it. Make the Capitol happy. I‘m done killing their slaves for them.” I drop my bow on the ground and give it a nudge with my boot. It slides across the stone and comes to rest at his knees.

Amazing!! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐