Light feet touch the ground, not wanting to disturb the ghosts. Too many reside here, a massacre of the weak. The suppressed targeting the innocent.
She had to come back. Just one more time.
One more time, to say goodbye. She had fled before, escaping a genocide. But now they had begun to rebuild, and now was her last chance.
The bodies lay in unmarked graves, but she could visit the place where they had departed. The place where her family had been gunned down, killed by Katniss Everdeen.