This is the end, for now, guys.
Moose and I walked down the bleacher steps onto the field. Chad came running up with his helmet in his hand, followed by another kid who was about his size, maybe a little bigger.
"Great game, champ," Moose said as he slapped Chad on the back.
"Thanks, Dad," Chad said with a grin. "This is Jason," he said, pointing to the boy standing next to him. "This is my Dad. That's Danny, my step-dad."
"Nice to meet you," Moose said as he shook the boy's hand, and then I did the same.
"Can Jason go out to eat with us and spend the night tonight?"
Moose cut his eyes at me for a split second. I knew exactly what he was thinking with that look. He was scared that Jason's parents wouldn't approve of us because we were gay.
Moose looked back at his son. "If it's oka
