One Hundred Years of Solitude

either. One September
morning, after having coffee
in the kitchen with Aureliano,
José Arcadio was finishing
his daily bath when through
the openings in the tiles the
four children he had expelled
from the house burst in.
Without giving him time to
defend himself, they jumped
into the pool fully clothed,
grabbed him by the hair, and
held his head under the water
until the bubbling of his death