"My earliest memories was those of my mother, though there isn't a lot of them" I say to Lucy, her imaginary long blond hair suddenly reminds me of the two deceased twins from squad 451. "She was a terrible woman, a drunk who couldn't care less about me or my brother-" I begin, but Lucy stops me.
"You have a brother?" She asks, her mouth hung open in suprise.
"Yes, but that is a different story, little one" I say, smiling warmly down at her.
"But grampa, I want to know about your brother" Lucy persists.
It's amazing how even my imagination will argue with me.
"Ok Chipmunk, my brother, well, his name- his name was Conrad. Conrad Snow, it's the name of a future leader" The words pour out of my mouth. "My parents always thought he would make the better president. Older, faster, stronger, and his grades in school were quite better. Many said he was handsome, while I looked like something my father created to kill the tributes! The nerve of those people!" *I start, losing control for a moment.* "It was a pity, always being in his shadow."
"Why didn't he ever visit?" Lucy asks.
I don't answer, wasn't it obvious?
I don't live in anyone's shadow.
*At post game interview*
Man: There’s been a lot of talk recently about PDs, um Katniss, have you been using performance enhancing drugs?
Katniss: Absolutely not.
Man: Ok, follow up for Peeta; Have you been using performance reducing drugs?