Sister Martha invited her third-graders to ask questions about the Garden of Eden.
Hypatia Durkin raised her hand. “Sister, which dinosaurs lived in Eden?”
“But, Sister, my mom took me to the Smithsonian here in Washington. I’ve seen their bones.”
“You’ve seen bones of rhinos, hippos, and yaks wired together by scientists to fool gullible children.”
Hypatia stood. “You can’t deny the bones.”
“Child, sit. I say dinosaurs never lived.”
Her classmates nodded their heads, sheep.
Hypatia sat in a scarred plastic chair that enforced good posture. The others could believe in invisible things. She would never deny the bones.