They hurried away and Hana stared up at him. “How do you do that? Nobody else can control them.”
Logan shrugged. “I bent all the rules at school but good men straightened me out.”
“How?” Hana double-timed her footsteps to keep up with him as he set off.
“Boundaries. Kids need them. I set the rules out at the start and they know not to cross them. Then we’re all good.”
“Give me an example,” Hana demanded as they rounded a bend in the gully and she tried not to slip.
Logan paused while she righted herself. “I don’t know how I do it, Hana. I just do.”
“So, how did you introduce yourself on the first day?” she asked, turning to face him.
“I wrote my name on the board.” He shrugged. “Then I marked the register and stared at each boy until I knew his name. If I couldn’t work it out from r
