One Hundred Years of Solitude

finally defeated it, he thought
about the best way to frame
the request, but when he
found Fernanda taking her
meal from the embers, which
was his only chance to speak
to her, the laboriously
formulated request stuck in
his throat and he lost his
voice. That was the only time
that he watched her. He
listened to her steps in the
bedroom. He heard her on her
way to the door to await the