Zaree was darting across the snow for Peeta's
Gate to head home when her bare foot slid across a patch of icy
ground. The collection of presents in her arms went flying as much as
her feet.
“Oh no!”
Ignoring the aches on her side
that would surely bruise to a dark green later, all her attention was
on collecting her toys. She inspected them carefully, but other than
having a fine dusting of snow, they were in fine condition.
“Oh
peach fuzz!” Zaree sighed with relief, hugging them to her chest.
“You're all okay!”
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