Andrew
Ethan, Trevor, James, and I stand tall at the center of the basketball court, arms crossed, projecting an aura of sternness that has the coach stumbling over his words. He's explaining Carl’s exceptional talent, suggesting that he should consider going pro, but it's clear he's more focused on our presence than his own speech.
Yet, the most intimidating presence on the court isn't us; it's Mama Bear, standing between Ethan and me. Despite her petite stature, Sawyer’s glaring eyes and fierce demeanor have the players on the court squirming uncomfortably. Nothing untoward happened when Carl, my godson, came out by inviting a classmate on a date. But we're here, making sure no one dares to mess with him, as a preemptive measure. On any other day, I'd be amused by this situation, revel
