One Hundred Years of Solitude

so amazed at the revelation
that she wanted to talk to
everybody about the details
of the wedding night. It was a
fatiguing effort, but on the
date set for the ceremony the
child was as adept in the
ways of the world as any of
her sisters. Don Apolinar
Moscote escorted her by the
arm down the street that was
decorated with flowers and
wreaths amidst the explosion
of rockets and the music of