One Hundred Years of Solitude

as she had been first for José
Arcadio and then for
Aureliano. In spite of her
having lost her charms and
the splendor of her laugh, he
sought her out and found her
by the trail of her smell of
smoke. A short time before
the war, one noon when she
was later than usual in
coming for her younger son at
school, Arcadio was waiting
for her in the room where he
was accustomed to take his