“My father says there’s going to be a war. I say there won’t be. Which of us is right?” “He is.” “Will America be in it?” “Yes.” “How long before we’re in it?” “Four years and two months.” He was down to twenty seconds now, maybe a little more. “Will I be in it?” “Yes.” “Will I be hurt?” “No.” But that wasn’t the right question. It left a loophole. “Will I be killed?” The big stopwatch reached zero and went off with a BRRRANG sound. The Answer Man silenced it.
