Free Fruit for Young Widows
Nathan Englander’s short story about an Israeli man who explains to his son why he gives an old war comrade who once beat him badly free produce every day.
Professor Tendler placed his tin cup on the table, then shot each of the four commandos in the head. "Egyptians! Egyptians!" he screamed in Hebrew. Shimmy attacked anyway—who cared who they were? They were people who sat at the wrong table for lunch. "You could have taken them prisoner!"