Sophie grabbed her rainbow patterned vest top from the end of the wardrobe, pulling it from the hanger and laying it on the bed next to her dark blue jeans. The top was a bit tatty now, a veteran of four previous Pride festivals, but with such glorious weather, there was no way she wasn't going to wear it. She checked her phone and laughed to herself at the thirty-seven new messages on the group text chat, excitement was...

She pulled the muddy and battered walking boots from their carrier bag in the boot of her car, tipping them out onto the floor as she slipped off her purple Converse without undoing the laces. Smiling to herself, she thought of her mother's disapproving face whenever she did that at home when she still lived there. She grabbed the walking boots and banged them together a few times to dislodge the excess mud, using her fin...