One Hundred Years of Solitude

the funeral wreaths finished
the week before would be
taken away. He spent most of
his time shut up in his study
and the few times that he
went out he would return to
recite the rosary with her. She
had intimate friendships with
no one. She had never heard
mention of the wars that were
bleeding the country. She
continued her piano lessons at
three in the afternoon. She
had even began to lose the