“Constructed?” he echoed, surprised. “Who builds God?” That actually made Roger laugh, which made him feel a little better, if only momentarily. “We all do,” he said dryly. “If God makes man in His image, we all return the favor.” “Mmphm.” Buck thought that one over, then nodded slowly. “Wouldna just say ye’re wrong about that. But God’s there, nonetheless, whether we ken quite what He is or not. Isn’t He?”
