Alasdair shrugged his shoulders. He hadn't really wanted to be a teacher - he'd just fallen into it - and he imagined Hadyn Novak would learn more patience as he grew up. That's what usually happened.

"Have fun," he said as he stretched to his feet and picked up his box again and headed for the door. Freddy was probably waiting by now, anyway. "Maybe take more ibuprofen for the preemptive headache," he called over his shoulder.

He was just always going to hate Henry.