“Where I come from, the artists came first and all the gods followed.” I could never quite follow her, and it made me nervous. “Okay, fine. But what does that mean, exactly?” Rafi smiled at my anxiety but did not mock me. “Don’t worry, Toddy. We got you. It means love and do whatever you want.” Ina wagged her finger in the air. “It means the artists made the gods!” Ina was especially good at that. For a few months of our shared lives, she made gods out of all three of us.
