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Ginny
I love heroes. Everything about them. Their strength, their honor, their devotion, their pursuit of the ultimate goal in the face of unsurmountable odds. A hero always does what’s right, always wins, no matter what.
Okay, scratch that. I have a new definition of a hero. A hero tries, a hero gives, a hero loves. Like Finick said, anybody can be a hero. You just have to be willing to do something selfless.
I reach over and put my hand on top of Liam’s. He looks over at me and his eyes crinkle in the early spring sunlight.
“Almost there,” he says. He gives me that smile, the one that’s only for me, and my chest feels ready to burst it’s so full of happiness.
I glance to the backseat of the car. Bean’s strapped in her car seat. She has a pile of comic books in her lap. It’s been
