hours makes my stomach churn。 But ind。 I only know that I feel like Iˇve been lying to someone who trusts me。 Or more accurately； to two people。 Iˇve been getting away with it up to this point because of the Games。 But there will be no Games to hide behind back home。
¨Whatˇs wrong？〃 Peeta asks。
¨Nothing；〃 I answer。 We continue walking； past the end of the train； out where even Iˇm fairly sure there are no cameras hidden in the scrubby bushes along the track。 Still no words e。
Haymitch startles me when he lays a hand on my back。 Even now； in the middle of nowhere； he keeps his voice down。 ¨Great job； you two。 Just keep it up in the district until the cameras are gone。 We should be okay。〃 I watch him head back to the train； avoiding Peetaˇs eyes。
¨Whatˇs he mean？〃 Peeta asks me。
¨Itˇs the Capitol。 They didnˇt like our stunt with the berries；〃 I blurt out。
¨What？ What are you talking about？〃 he says。
¨It seemed too rebellious。 So； Haymitch has been coaching me through the last few days。 So I didnˇt make it worse；〃 I say。
¨Coaching you？ But not me；〃 says Peeta。
¨He knew you were smart enough to get it right；〃 I say。
¨I didnˇt know there was anything to get right；〃 says Peeta。 ¨So； what youˇre saying is； these last few days and then I guess 。 。 。 back in the arena 。 。 。 that was just some strategy you two worked out。〃
¨No。 I mean； I couldnˇt even talk to him in the arena； could I？〃 I stammer。
¨But you knew what he wanted you to do； didnˇt you？〃 says Peeta。 I bite my lip。 ¨Katniss？〃 He drops my hand and I take a step； as if to catch my balance。
¨It was all for the Games；〃 Peeta says。 ¨How you acted。〃
¨Not all of it；〃 I say； tightly holding onto my flowers。 ¨Then how much？ No； for