End of the Innocence - Goode, John
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Kyle Stilleno is no longer the invisible boy, and he doesn't know how he feels about it. On one hand, he now has a great boyfriend, Brad Graymark, a handful of new friends, and even a new job. On the other hand, no one screamed obscenities at him in public when he was invisible. No one expected him to become a poster boy for gay rights either-at least not until he stepped out of the closet and into the limelight. But with only a few months of high school left, Kyle doubts he can make a difference. With Christmas break drawing closer and their trials far from over, Kyle and Brad have each other…mehr

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Kyle Stilleno is no longer the invisible boy, and he doesn't know how he feels about it. On one hand, he now has a great boyfriend, Brad Graymark, a handful of new friends, and even a new job. On the other hand, no one screamed obscenities at him in public when he was invisible. No one expected him to become a poster boy for gay rights either-at least not until he stepped out of the closet and into the limelight. But with only a few months of high school left, Kyle doubts he can make a difference. With Christmas break drawing closer and their trials far from over, Kyle and Brad have each other to lean on. Others are not so lucky. One of their classmates needs their help-but Kyle and Brad's relationship may be too new to survive the strain.
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John Goode is fifty years old and was found in his floating crib by a strange man... wait, no that's Baby Yoda. I am a cat that gets constantly screamed at by a blond woman while I'm trying to eat... wait, no, not me. I am inevitable, nope. I am Iron Man? More no. I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way? I can't pull that dress off. Okay, I am and shall always be your friend. Sigh, I think I stole that from somewhere. Let me try again. WHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOG! Too much? I agree. Okay, how about a little Fosse, Fosse, Fossee, a little Martha Graham, Martha Graham, Twyla, Twyla, Twyla and then some Michael Kidd, Michael... I lost you, huh? Well whoever he is, I can assure you he isn't a black cat that wears glasses. Okay, how about this? He is this guy who lives in this place and writes stuff he hopes you read. Twitter: @fosterhigh Facebook: www.facebook.com/TalesFromFosterHigh