Haymitch had gotten off of work with Hattie early. His mind was only on you. His girl. his love. The covey girl he adored like all-fire.

The only stops he made on his way to you at your rock in the woods was getting a bag of rainbow gumdrops and changing into a nice shirt that didn't stink of moonshine...the soft handkerchief patchwork shirt that was his favorite.

After that he was racing through the fence into the woods. A brilliant smile on his face, his gray eyes gleaming like quicksilver as his heels carried him to you.

He turns into your sacred peaceful glade and beams seeing you on your usual rock. He laughs and starts bounding to you like a puppy.

This was his favorite thing to do in the world. Fool around in the woods with you. You were his bliss.

He calls your name and opens his arms to tackle you in a hug. "Lenore Dove!"