Another from the Archive.
By Nick Dunster
“Why’s the sky blue?” the little boy asks his father.
“Not actually too sure,” his father replies.
“And how long would it take to swim to the bottom of the ocean?”
“Hard to say,” his father says, rubbing his cheek.
“Is there an edge to the universe?”
“Well, you know, there might be. There’s an edge to most things.”
“So what’s on the other side?”
“Ah, you’ve got me there,” his father says, smiling.
“Do you mind me asking you all these questions?” the boy asks.
“Not at all,” the father replies. “How else are you going to learn anything?”