"Every year, there is a National holiday. It is a day to remember those who died in the Hunger Games and the Great Uprising, which is now just a distant memory to everyone but the older members of the community. But this day isn't marked with a gruesome fight but with a meal, shared by the friends and family. A candle is lit at the end of the meal, and the youngest child cuts a cake known as the Renatus cake – the reborn cake." Peeta explained patiently to his grandchild, jiggling him up on his knee.

Katniss sat round the table with her large family. To her right sat Peeta, with their first grandchild balanced on his knee, and to her left Rue, who had her own family and children. Cinna had also bought his wife, and opposite Katniss were Gale, Christiana and his two children. At the head of the table Johanna was brooding sulkily. Katniss lit the candle and slowly listed those who had passed away in her head. Prim, her Mother, her Father, Rue, Cinna, Finnick, Madge, Darius, the ginger haired avox, Gale's mother and sister, the mayor of District 12, Greasy Sae, Theer, Haymitch, Annie. Katniss remembered the pain, the anguish and the sacrifice. And Katniss took Peeta's hand in hers and spoke the words she wished she had told them while they were still alive.

"I love you."