Maybe Devon wasn't intelligent enough to understand what Yitzhak was talking about, but that was okay. She merely flashed a grin and nodded, as if she understood completely.
Besides, leafing through his book – the Torah, had he said? – was loads more interesting.
"There's no vowels... How do you tell what word is which then?" Because weren't there words that had the same consonants in the same order? There had to be. Right?
Shrugging, she continued to leaf through the pages– whoa.