Lucena by Mois Benarroch

Author:Mois Benarroch
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Babelcube Inc.
Published: 2015-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

A SHORT STORY BY SAMUEL MURCIANO

“I’m going to open a café,” Yarón happily told his wife and her parents.

“Fine!” Yarón’s father-in-law was pleased.

He was happy that at last his son-in-law had decided to do something after a year and a half collecting unemployment and spending his days in front of the computer without doing anything.

“A café?” interspersed his mother-in-law. “You could work in your field. Why did you study philosophy and literature? Can’t you teach? A bar isn’t respectable at all.”

“Don’t worry. Just tell us what you need and we’ll help you,” interjected her husband, who right away got pinched under the table.

If they only knew what I have in mind...thought Yarón, they would have the scare of their life.

The idea Yarón had was like anything else, an idea emerging from deep necessity. He didn’t know where to get over his rage. When he was in the army he used to go out to a small woods near the base, where he would toss Coca-Cola bottles at the trees and scream until he could no longer do it. Now, married with two little children he could only scream at the children, which he did not want, or at his wife, but he couldn’t do that because he was afraid of her. He also realized that the good life was going away by the minute and the pressure Dana’s parents exerted over him was starting to bear fruit. How could he give up the five bedroom flat on Arnona Street, with paid babysitting and the car that had been a wedding gift? It was not about the money. He loved Dana, but he had certainly gotten accustomed to the quick, easy money.

Rage Café. That is the name he had thought of for his café. “At the Rage Café you can let out your rage.” Slogans began to fill his head.

“Have a doughnut and let out your rage.”

“Why be infuriated in silence? You can scream as you like here.”

“Anything goes, except hitting.”

“Yell all you like at the waiters and the owner.”

“Don’t hold anything back. At the Rage Café everything gets let out.”

Etc...

Most of the slogans were just garbage but I will find something. He didn’t explain anything to the family. He only indicated to Dana that he had an original idea that would be successful.

He spent three months remodeling the café at 13 Rabin Street. He could have done it in less time, perhaps a month, but he decided that if he was going on account of his wife’s family, it was better to cut off the past very slowly to get used to the idea of going back to work.

He published an ad in the newspapers and many young men and women began coming to his office.

The first thing he would say to the prospect was:

“Oh, you’re garbage! Why do you want to work here?” He was physically a delicate-looking man so at first it was hard to be convincing. Soon he began to wear dark glasses and to make fierce expressions to see how the person before him would react.

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