Since Jed had met Harland Bonaventure, he’d been quietly aggravated. He’d held his tongue and borne with the other professor in the years he’d been teaching. Harland was in the habit of casually insulting people.

It never seemed intentional. He would simply say whatever crossed his mind at a given moment, whether it might be hurtful or not. Generally it was something about Jed’s wife’s job or his own quirky behavior. One day however, Harland grinned as he remarked that Caden was growing up to be just as weird as Jed himself.

“He’s four,” Jed snapped, as he smacked Harland on the back of the head. “You’re thirty. Learn to think before you speak.”