Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

by Benjamin Alire Sáenz

“Knock it off,” I said. “My mom’s been crying, and now you’re crying—and even Dad looks like he wants to cry. Rules. I have rules. No crying.” “Okay,” he said, “No more crying. Boys don’t cry.” “Boys don’t cry,” I said. “Tears make me really tired.”