Chapter 27“You are a strange man, Joseph Otter,” James said upon his return to the Tiller farm from Yanube City. “You’re as well educated as anyone in the territory, yet you toss a deerskin into the fire because of superstition.”
Andre, who had mentioned the incident to him, observed our interplay with a grin.
“Have you not avoided walking under ladders or chosen another path because of black cats?”
“Hmm, well, that’s simply in keeping with custom.”
“Custom based on superstition. Is avoiding offending Grandfather Deer any different?”
James tut-tutted as we headed home. “And you claim to be a Christian.”
“I have a passing acquaintance with the faith and find things to admire in it. In truth, I don’t see much difference between the Christian God and the All-Powerful of my culture.”
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