I hate owing people. Some part of me understands that it's stupid to be so prideful, but it's a habit I can't break. There are some debts that can't be paid back, even though I'll spend the rest of my life trying to. Like Peeta and Haymitch and now, Sawyer, I have a feeling that this man will become one of those people and it's that thought that has me almost walking out that door.

But my body has other plans and the pain shooting through it is enough to make me reconsider. "It's morphling withdrawal." my voice has been unused for so long that it sounds creaky and small. My mouth feels like a desert. The clinic feels cold, and then hot - and the combination is dizzying. I've seen far too many doctors in the past year.