was no more lack of food.
Amaranta Úrsula and littleAureliano would remember
the rains as a happy time. In
spite of Fernandas strictness,
they would splash in the
puddles in the courtyard,
catch lizards and dissect
them, and pretend that they
were poisoning the soup with
dust from butterfly wings
when Santa Sofía de la
Piedad was not looking