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My thoughts continued to linger on our argument with Elijah in World History. Modern Literature was my last class for the day, and despite my efforts to keep my focus on Professor Jones and the literary expressions he kept talking about, my brain stubbornly revisited Elijah’s words over and over again. What’s a deity without people to believe in it? “Now who can tell me what the opposite of climax is called? What’s the expression that falls from a higher to a lower level of excitement?” Professor Robert Jones asked. A few students whispered among themselves, but no one made a move to answer the question. “In one fell swoop, he lost his wife, his fortune, and his favorite pair of shoes...” He hinted, staring at the whole class with dwindling expectation. “What is it?” Heather Ivanov’s