Senhor Napumoceno da Silva Araújo’s funeral was conducted with great solemnity as befitted a man of his bearing and demeanour for he was after all a leading business figure in Mindelo, the archipelago of Cabo Verde.
The Chief mourner, his nephew Carlos conducted himself with dignity and poise; he was Senhor Napumoceno’s ‘Sole heir’. Sadly, Senhor Napumoceno had never found time in his extremely busy and convoluted world of business and women for a mundane act such as marriage, he always pushed it out of his mind. He was dapper, and of course very, very rich, women he knew would come flocking and they did.
Carlos took his role of the ‘Sole heir’ very seriously and on the day of the funeral nobody could have faulted his grief.
One of the stipulations in a letter to him was that instead of a brass band playing, as was customary at every funeral in Cabo Verde, Beethoven’s ‘Marcha Funebre’ should be played. Now that was a terribly difficult undertaking for Carlos, nobody even knew what Beethoven’s Marcha Funebre was, but Carlos with his customary tenacity did manage to get a recording of the Marcha Funebre.
Carlos was determined that his uncle, Napumoceno da Silva Araújo, should lack for nothing on his last earthly voyage…
But the show must go on, the intricacies of business wait for no man, so on the very next day a very suave Carlos went to his Uncle’s Office.
Carlos responded to the polite ‘Bom Dia Senhor Carlos’, at his Uncle’s Office with gravity, but hey did you notice the spring in his step? The air of nonchalance? The little jaunt to the hips?
Carlos enters the sanctum sanctorum, Napumoceno da Silva Araújo’s Office, and then caution to the winds, decorum forgotten;
Carlos is full of glee, ‘the old man is dead! Dead and I am his ‘Sole heir’. How would his own portrait look instead of that of the old fossil?
But wait a minute, Carlos; there is this tedious business, the reading of the Testament. The formal reading began in the evening and there seemed no end to it, it was as though Napumoceno da Silva Araújo did not want his heirs to inherit a sou, without they being aware of the trajectory his entire life had taken.
So he began with his extremely humble beginnings, he meandered through his rise in business, with digressions into his many liaisons with women.
Poor Carlos, had suggested that he read the Testament in the peace and quiet of his house. ‘Unethical’ said the Notary, ‘you have to read it in the presence of the witnesses and everyone has to sign.’
So they read and read. The Notary confessed to his throat being dry. The witnesses took over reading; it went on……every little detail of his long life.
But just a minute, just when it seemed to be only a dreary narration of events... Napumoceno, springs a surprise that kills any hopes that Carlos ever had of being his Sole heir.
Napumoceno has an illegitimate daughter, Maria de Graça, daughter of his housekeeper Dona Chica, and it is she and not Carlos who would inherit his wealth.
What went wrong, how did the relationship with Carlos sour?
Was it because Napumoceno saw in Carlos’ eyes, the same hunger that he Napumoceno used to have? Yes, Napumoceno never trusted Carlos, for they were so alike.
Did Napumoceno have liaisons with other women, Oh yes, many.
But the love of his life was Adelia, the beautiful Adelia who strangely disappears.
In addition to his vast heritage, Napumoceno bequeaths his daughter, Maria de Graça, a collection of his audio tapes; where he describes his life in minute detail never omitting a single event.
Maria de Graça, tries to piece her father’s life with these tapes, but like any person’s life, the narrative has lacunae that she is unable to fill.
On the other hand, her quest and her desire to learn more about her father, brings her closer to Carlos her cousin and Dona Eduarda the new housekeeper.
Germano Almeida, the author of this wonderful book, wants to show his audience, that parallel worlds do exist in our society and in our lives. This he does admirably with wit and sarcasm.
The desperate battle of a boy with no shoes who comes to São Vicente to get rich but forgets that his nephew Carlos has the same desire...
Forgets how Carlos works so very hard to make the business a huge success and very ungratefully disinherits him...
Like so very many rich people, Napumoceno loves to give but the recipient should be eternally grateful, never should the recipient forget.
When he died Senhor Napumoceno, was a much respected businessman, a man of integrity, a serious man with no vices.
When the Testament is read, he is revealed a much different person. He is revealed a human being, with all his myriad faults but also his many strengths.
Aren’t we all the same?