One Hundred Years of Solitude

because she was determined
to leave with only what she
had: one peso and twenty-five
cents. From the window of
the room he saw her cross the
courtyard with her bundle of
clothing, dragging her feet
and bent over by her years,
and he saw her reach her
hand through an opening in
the main door and replace the
bar after she had gone out.
Nothing was ever heard of
her again.