One Hundred Years of Solitude

Those fickle tricks of
memory were even more
critical when the killing of the
workers was brought up.
Every time that Aureliano
mentioned the matter, not
only the proprietress but
some people older than she
would repudiate the myth of
the workers hemmed in at the
station and the train with two
hundred cars loaded with
dead people, and they would
even insist that, after all,