One Hundred Years of Solitude

woman with that spirit would
have returned to a dead town
burdened by dust and heat,
and much less with a husband
who had more than enough
money to live anywhere in
the world and who loved her
so much that he let himself be
led around by her on a silk
leash. As time passed,
however, her intention to stay
was more obvious, because
she did not make any plans
that were not a long way off,