"That's what I'm saying, yes." She slid her hand across the table closer to his, hoping he would accept it. It did so hurt to see one of her own getting upset. "Why is it absurd? Why doesn't Jesus count? I've spoken to gods, George, who walked between the Tigris and Euphrates before there was ever an Eden. The garden sprang up when the Israelites started telling stories."
Four thousand years. Four thousand years and so much travel, Tea had acquired knowledge, lore, and wisdom from the deep histories of every part of the Old World like a magpie hoarding lesser treasures.