Synopsis:

Nobody expected me to take risks, much less fall prey to the street culture my family so abhors--while Jell was a living enticement to take chances, to test the rules.  They say after you break one rule, all others become suggestions.  But how far does that go?  I had to wonder, when the FBI asked me to betray the guy I've had a crush on since ninth grade.

So Jell and I have one less secret between us.  Which would be better news if we weren't busy escaping a psychiatric clinic in the middle of the night, half naked, with people shooting at us.  The only refuge we can agree to head for is my crazy cousin Gator's retirement village.  Now we're lost.  We're cold.  And did I mention half-naked? 

I've never been so alive.

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