Sheldon tilted his head. “Faith is belief without evidence. I prefer a hypothesis. For example: if God exists, why is the universe expanding at an accelerating rate? That seems inefficient.”
Sheldon paused. No one had ever framed it that way.
The Cooper house hummed with its usual controlled chaos. Mary was refereeing a disagreement between Georgie and Missy over the last slice of pie, while George Sr. stared at a football game he wasn't really watching. Upstairs, Sheldon sat before his laptop, the faint whir of the fan accompanying the BRRip file of The Attenborough Collection he’d just finished analyzing.