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I pull the sleeping bag up to his chin and kiss his forehead, not for the audience, but for me. Because I'm so grateful that he's here, not dead by the stream as I'd thought. So glad I don't have to face Cato alone.
Suzanne Collins
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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
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Suzanne Marie Collins
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