It was a kind of Chinese toy, made up of five concentric boxes, andin the last...

It was a kind of Chinese toy, made up of five concentric boxes, and
in the last one there was a card laboriously inscribed by someone who could barely write:
We'll get together Saturday at the movies. Meme felt with an aftershock that the box had been on the railing for a long time within reach of Fernanda's curiosity, and although she was flattered by the audacity and ingenuity of Mauricio Babilonia, she was moved by his Innocence in expecting that she would keep the date. Meme knew at that time that
Aureliano Segundo had an appointment on Saturday night. Nevertheless, the fire of anxiety burned her so much during the course of the week that on Saturday she convinced her father to leave her alone in the theater and come back for her after the show. A nocturnal butterfly fluttered about her head while the lights were on. And then it happened. When the lights went out, Mauricio Babilonia sat down beside her. Meme felt herself splashing in a bog of hesitation from which""she could only be rescued, as had occurred in her dreams, by that man smelling of grease whom she could barely see in th