Bad ideas

Bad ideas

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Sixteen-year-old Nash Gray is used to chaos. Living in a crowded Chicago foster home with six other troubled teens is hard enough. Add to that the daily battle with schizophrenia and the secret of being gay in a city where vulnerability can be dangerous-and Nash is just trying to survive, one breath at a time. His quiet, brooding presence and emo aesthetic make him an easy target for bullies, and most days he's unsure if he wants to keep going. Then River Lovelace shows up. River is everything Nash hates: loud, confident, dazzlingly beautiful, like he knows it, too. From the moment they meet, the two clash like fire and ice. But when River is placed in the same foster home-and worse, the same room-Nash's life is turned upside down. What begins as bitter rivalry soon spirals into tension of a different kind, one that Nash doesn't have the words for. Or the courage. In a city that offers no easy choices, Nash must navigate the blurred lines between hate and desire, illness and identity, survival and something new.
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