Fifteen years ago, I read The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins in preparation for the release of the first movie. I was 18 years old, just a couple years older than Katniss’s character. Of course, I fell in love with the trilogy, devouring the next two books and seeing every movie in theaters. Nine years later, Suzanne Collins gifted the world another Hunger Games book with the release of her prequel, Read Entire Article


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