The day had gone far too slowly for Brian and by the end of it, he was left twitching to get out of the building and head to practice. Hitting the field and just having open space around him would loosen the tightness in his chest and untie the knot in his throat, of that he had no doubt.
He wasn’t in the mood for the usual bullshit from his team so he hung back a bit until the locker room was mostly cleared out before changing into his gear. Staring down at his sports bag that Matt had gotten him for Christmas made the memory of having to phone his brother to fetch him from Adam’s pop into his mind again. He tried to push it out, but it was pointless. He had to deal otherwise it would just keep coming back.
Brian sat on the bench to tie laces but couldn’t get his fingers to work togethe
