Chapter no 44

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

When I think about the dream involving my brother, I remember that the last time I saw him, I was four years old. Thereโ€™s a direct link between the dream and my life. Thatโ€™s when it all happenedโ€”I was four, and he was fifteen. Thatโ€™s when he did whatever he did, leading to his imprisonment. Not just jail, but prison. Thereโ€™s a difference. My uncle sometimes gets drunk and ends up in jail, which really upsets my mom. But he gets out quickly since he doesnโ€™t drive while drinking; he just lands in the wrong places and gets a bit belligerent. The word โ€œbelligerentโ€ might as well have been invented for my uncle when heโ€™s drunk. But someone always bails him out. In prison, thereโ€™s no such thing as bail. You donโ€™t get out quickly. Prison is where youโ€™re put away for a long time.

Thatโ€™s where my brother isโ€”prison.

I donโ€™t know if heโ€™s in a federal or state prison. Iโ€™m not sure why someone is sent to one over the other. Itโ€™s not something they teach us at school.

Iโ€™m determined to find out why my brother is in prison. Itโ€™s become my research project. Iโ€™ve thought about it a lot. Newspapersโ€”they must keep old issues somewhere, right?

If Dante were here, he could help me. Heโ€™s smart and would know exactly what to do.

But I donโ€™t need Dante.

I can handle this on my own.

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