They’d been friends since ninth grade Pre-Algebra, but it wasn’t until the end of their sophomore year Chad finally came out. Logan still remembered the fear clouding his friend’s dark eyes as Chad held his elbow in a strong grip just outside the boy’s locker room at school. Both were on the wrestling team, and practice had just ended. “Logan, wait,” Chad had said. When Logan stopped, confused, his friend continued. “There’s something I…I really need to tell you.”
Logan thought maybe it was about the take-home exam in Geometry. Neither of them was any good in the subject, so they’d cheated off each other and probably both failed despite the effort. Chad had been leery of copying Logan’s answers, but it wasn’t like they were going to be math majors or even rocket scientists, right? “What i
