The book

Written by Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark with help by Haymitch Abernathy

"Lady licking Prim's cheek

My father's laugh

Peeta's father with the cookies

The color of Finnick's eyes

What Cinna could do with a length of silk

Boggs reprogramming the Holo

Rue poised on her toe, arms slightly extended, like a bird about to take flight"

-From Mockingjay.

Mr. Mellark - otherwise known as my father - yes, but he's not my father, he's Mr. Mellark to me. - Smartass.

Mr. Mellark knew how to knead a perfect loaf of bread. He mixed the dough, proofed it, watched it rise in the stuffy room. Then he would shape it into loaves, let it proof again, then he scored it before putting it into the oven to bake.

Making bread is a terribly difficult thing to do. One must have patience, and Mr. Mellark had all the patience in the world, -not when it came to my brothers. -Nobody had patience with them. -True. This isn't about your brothers, this is about your father. -Right, moving on.

Mr. Mellark was kind and cared about what happened to others in the District. When I was reaped, he brought me a tub of cookies and wished me luck. He was on my side, he was rooting for me.

He used to be in love with my mother, he would watch her walk down the lane to school in her pretty dress and dream about the day when he could marry her. He lost out to my father, which I am thankful for, because I have Peeta in my life.

A Mellark finally got an Everdeen.

Gross.

I miss you dad.

Thanks for the cookies Mr. Mellark, they were delicious, you had a real talent.