“I want to come out,” Troy said. “Like, all the way out. Maybe on Instagram or something.” Harris glanced away from the road for a moment. “Yeah?” “When’s our Pride Night game?” “The end of February, but—” “I want to come out before then. Maybe the same day.” Troy was excited now. “Every Pride game I’ve ever played in has felt so weird. Like I was hiding in plain sight or something. I hated it. But this time I can just...be proud. Actually be proud.”
