One Hundred Years of Solitude

said. Well name him Rodrigo.

            No, her husband countered.

Well name him Aureliano
and hell win thirty-two wars.

            After   cutting the umbilical

cord, the midwife began to
use a cloth to take off the blue
grease that covered his body
as Aureliano held up a lamp.
Only when they turned him
on his stomach did they see
that he had something more
than other men, and they