Fata se uita la el cu suspiciune. Ochii ei erau de un albastru t\u0103ios, aproape identici cu ai Elenei \u2014 femeia pe care Viktor o pierduse \u00een urm\u0103 cu aproape dou\u0103zeci de ani, \u00eentr-un accident care-i sf\u00e2\u0219iase via\u021ba.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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F\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 spun\u0103 nimic, fata a desf\u0103cut discret ceasul de la \u00eencheietur\u0103 \u0219i i l-a \u00eentins, dar nu \u0219i-a luat privirea de la el nici pentru o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Viktor l-a luat cu m\u00e2ini tremur\u00e2nde. L-a \u00eentors. Pe spate, gravura era \u00eenc\u0103 acolo:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201ePentru Elena. Cu iubire, V.V.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Aerul i-a ie\u0219it din piept ca un pumn \u00een stomac. \u2014 De unde ai acest ceas? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat el, abia reu\u0219ind s\u0103-\u0219i controleze vocea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fata a ezitat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 A fost al mamei mele\u2026 A murit c\u00e2nd aveam doar trei ani. Nu-mi amintesc chipul ei, doar c\u0103 era cald\u0103\u2026 \u0219i c\u0103 mirosea a lavand\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lui Viktor i s-au \u00eenmuiat genunchii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Cum\u2026 cum o chema?<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Mama? \u2014 fata a ridicat spr\u00e2ncenele. \u2014 Elena. Elena Vladimirovna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Totul s-a oprit. Inima lui Viktor p\u0103rea c\u0103 se opre\u0219te.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 \u0218i tat\u0103l t\u0103u?<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nu \u0219tiu. Niciodat\u0103 n-am \u0219tiut. Mama m-a crescut singur\u0103. A murit subit, iar vecinele m-au luat la ele. M-au crescut \u00een sat. Spuneau c\u0103 eram \u201ecopilul pierdut al Elenei de la ora\u0219\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lini\u0219te. V\u00e2ntul fluiera prin ramuri, \u0219i undeva \u00een dep\u0103rtare se auzea un tren.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 C\u00e2\u021bi ani ai? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat Viktor, de\u0219i \u0219tia deja r\u0103spunsul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nou\u0103sprezece.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Exact nou\u0103sprezece ani de la moartea Elenei.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Numerele se aliniau. Durerea din piept se transforma \u00een altceva: \u0219oc, recunoa\u0219tere, speran\u021b\u0103 amestecat\u0103 cu groaz\u0103. Oare\u2026 Elena nu murise \u00een accident? Oare\u2026 fugise, speriat\u0103, ascunz\u00e2nd o sarcin\u0103?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fata se uita la el tot mai confuz\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Domnule\u2026 sunte\u021bi bine?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Viktor s-a apropiat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Ascult\u0103-m\u0103\u2026 E foarte posibil s\u0103 fiu\u2026 tat\u0103l t\u0103u.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ochii fetei s-au m\u0103rit. A f\u0103cut un pas \u00eenapoi, cl\u0103tin\u00e2ndu-se.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Ce?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 L-am d\u0103ruit mamei tale. Am iubit-o\u2026 \u0219i am pierdut-o. Dar dac\u0103 tu e\u0219ti cu adev\u0103rat fiica ei\u2026 atunci e\u0219ti a mea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Lacrimi i-au urcat \u00een ochi. Fetei i-a c\u0103zut ceasul din m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Niciodat\u0103 nu am \u0219tiut\u2026 niciodat\u0103 nu mi-a spus nimeni\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Nici mie, \u2014 a \u0219optit el. \u2014 Dar te-am g\u0103sit acum. Nu e \u00eent\u00e2mplare. Nu poate fi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u0218i atunci, f\u0103r\u0103 un cuv\u00e2nt, fata a f\u0103cut un pas \u0219i l-a \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219at. Cu bra\u021be tremur\u00e2nde. Ca un copil care \u0219i-a reg\u0103sit locul din lume.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pe marginea unei \u0219osele ude, \u00eentre fum de gr\u0103tar, sticle de lapte \u0219i fr\u00e2nturi de trecut, un tat\u0103 \u0219i o fiic\u0103 s-au reg\u0103sit \u2014 dup\u0103 aproape dou\u0103 decenii de t\u0103cere, pierdere \u0219i dor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Iar Viktor, chirurgul care credea c\u0103 via\u021ba nu mai are surprize, a primit cel mai important diagnostic din via\u021ba lui: o inim\u0103 vindecat\u0103 prin dragoste.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Dac\u0103 \u021bi-a pl\u0103cut povestea, nu uita s\u0103 o distribui cu prietenii t\u0103i! \u00cempreun\u0103 putem duce mai departe emo\u021bia \u0219i inspira\u021bia.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Fata se uita la el cu suspiciune. 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Acesta era. Era acel<\/strong> ceas. \u00cel d\u0103ruise Elenei \u00een ziua \u00een care o ceruse \u00een c\u0103s\u0103torie. Dup\u0103 accidentul ei, nici poli\u021bia nu reu\u0219ise s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 bijuteriile \u2014 totul fusese declarat pierdut \u00een r\u00e2u.<\/p>\n\n\n\n