Gabriel Garcia Marquez Best Books Novels & Stories

“Oh, so you have a thing for words? I can tell. You are very compelling.” “Thank you sir,” her smile widened. “Do you really love my son?” He asked as they resumed walking. Mia turned back to look at Lev who was in a conversation with his mother. He looked up, and saw her too. His eyes gave her the reassurance she needed. “If you need to think about it, then I doubt you do. So why are you with him?” She stopped walking, and stared at a written piece framed on the wall. “For one human being to love another. That is perhaps the most difficult of our task- Gabriela Garcia Marquez,” she read the words.

Up close, I could see better how beautiful the blue combined with honey of his left eye was, and how clear the honey color of his right eye was. Mason tilted his head. “Do you like my eyes?” I looked away. “No, they're just…” fascinating, different. “Different...” Mason said the word slowly as if evaluating something. Looking down, I could see the book resting on his lap: 100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez. A classic, huh? Mason lifted the book slightly. “I told you I liked to read.” "I didn't think you were telling the truth." He raised an eyebrow. "Have I ever lied to you?"