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“I hope you’re going to tell me that you’re in a loving, committed, long-term relationship,” Jen said.
“Well. No,” Sidney said. “We’re—it’s a casual thing.”
“Not anymore,” Jen said. “Congratulations, you’re in love.”
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Crosby, lingering nearby, gave Zhenya a tentative smile. They were all smiling, everyone in the room, looking at Zhenya and Crosby and dreaming big dreams, the same dreams that had pried Zhenya out of Magnitogorsk and launched him halfway around the world. Zhenya knew what was expected of him, him and Crosby together, and why not? Why couldn’t they?
“Yes,” he said in English, watching Crosby’s face, and saw the moment when Crosby’s smile turned real.
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Sitting at the table was Sid: Sid as Zhenya had first known him, almost a decade before: dorky, long-haired Sid, his cheeks round with baby fat. He couldn’t have been older than twenty, and even that was generous.
“Wow,” baby Sid said. “Are you Evgeni Malkin?”
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Napping with Sid would be inconvenient, embarrassing, and more than a little gay, and maybe Zhenya was a little gay, but he didn’t need to advertise it.
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“So, umm,” Sid says into his phone, suddenly nervous.
“Sid?” Geno’s voice registers surprise.
“Yeah, umm.” Why is this difficult? “I’m here?”
Geno laughs. “Back in Pittsburgh?”
“No.” Sid clears his throat. “I’m-- I’m in the Moscow airport.”
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Sid decides to spend his summer in Russia.
