One Hundred Years of Solitude

redhead, who was really
beginning to interest her,
looked like a baby in diapers.
It was then that she realized
that the yellow butterflies
preceded the appearances of
Mauricio Babilonia. She had
seen them before, especially
over the garage, and she had
thought that they were drawn
by the smell of paint. Once
she had seen them fluttering
about her head before she
went into the movies. But