Call Me Crazy. By Quinn Loftis. Rated /5 based on 4 reviews. After a devastating turn of events Tally Baker, 17, is admitted to Mercy. After a devastating turn of events Tally Baker, 17, is admitted to Mercy Psychiatric Facility where she is diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder. She has come to a place. Read Call Me Crazy by Quinn Loftis by Quinn Loftis by Quinn Loftis for free with a 30 day free trial. Read eBook on the web, iPad, iPhone and Android.
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Where I share my love of books with reviews, features, giveaways and memes. Family and needlepoint are thrown in from time to time. After a devastating turn of events, seventeen year old Tally Crqzy is admitted to Mercy Psychiatric Facility where she is diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder.
She has come to a place where she honestly believes that her life is over. Her mind tells her that she will never smile or laugh again, that she will never be normal again. It is in this unlikely place that she meets two people, different in every way, yet both critical to helping her realize that she has so much more living to do.
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Candy, a cantankerous sixty year old Mercy Psychiatric patient, is hell bent on driving everyone as crazy as she is. Candy shows Tally that, regardless of her diagnosis, the ability to push on and live her life to the fullest is her choice and hers alone. Along with this new patient comes a daily visitor, her son, Trey Swift. At first glance, it is obvious to Tally that he is incredibly handsome and unbelievably caring.
But what she learns through her second glance, and many thereafter, is that there is much more to Trey than he ever lets on.
It is during these daily visits that Trey and Tally quinm a friendship far deeper than either of them truly realize. With Trey, Tally feels for the first time since being admitted that someone is looking at her as a person and not as a disease. Trey begins to make it clear that he wants more than friendship, but she knows that she can never give him more.
While I liked the storyline from the beginning, when I first started reading this book I thought “Uggh. Another book where we “live” the moment and then rehash it from each character’s POV. I just wanted to wrap Tally up in a big blanket and cuddle with her, loftls at the same time kicking her parent’s butt to get in gear and start living the role clal signed up for when they had a child!
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She just seemed so lost – and in spite of her disease has a big heart – just a hard time trusting anyone with it. Candy was hilarious and always had a way to make Tally smile – even when they were both having bad days. Despite her advanced age, she was Tally’s best friend at Mercy.
She helped Tally to learn that it was okay to have fun and to not take life so seriously. I would love to have someone in my life like Candy. Tally’s relationship with Trey starts off with a chance meeting at Mercy. He is there visiting his mom and assumes that she is visiting someone as well. They become friends and he is very open and persistent in letting Tally know that he is coming to care for her. At one point in the story Tally asks Trey if he is sure he is only eighteen.
He is strong and compassionate beyond his years and even though his mom is in a psych unit, you can tell that he has had a solid family upbringing and some good role models.
I ended up really liking the book and the last pages I did not want to lofti it down. I so wanted to find out how Tally and Trey’s story would end. It is a good story, and even though it has it’s tragedy, it is also filled with hope. All I know is that the moment he walked in the room, I felt the uncomfortable rush of calp pouring through me.
He is Native American; there is no doubt in my mind about that based on his extremely apparent features. His long, black, amazingly shiny hair would have any woman envious of the obvious health in the locks. Lofris flows down his back like a cascading waterfall.
I watch as he slowly stands and continues to look down at the woman before him. After several minutes he turns to leave and my eyes never leave his retreating form until I can no longer see him. I feel a quijn to my ribs and scramble up with a grunt. Like pregnant women, old, crazy ladies pretty much get a free pass on crassness and eccentricity. Hot and he got you bothered. Newer Post Older Post Home.
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