Am r\u0103mas acolo, \u00eentins\u0103 printre pietre, ascult\u00e2nd cum lini\u0219tea \u00eenghite totul. Durerea era at\u00e2t de ad\u00e2nc\u0103 \u00eenc\u00e2t nu mai \u0219tiam dac\u0103 respir. Doar inima, \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2nat\u0103, b\u0103tea undeva ad\u00e2nc \u00een piept, ca un semn c\u0103 nu murisem \u00eenc\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eMihai\u2026 e\u0219ti aici?\u201d am \u0219optit, abia auzit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eSunt\u2026 dar nu pot s\u0103 m\u0103 mi\u0219c,\u201d a r\u0103spuns el, cu vocea fr\u00e2nt\u0103. \u201eTrebuie s\u0103 g\u0103sim o cale s\u0103 ie\u0219im de aici.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Am ridicat capul cu greu. Sub mine, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul era plin de s\u00e2nge \u0219i praf. Pr\u0103pastia nu era ad\u00e2nc\u0103 de zeci de metri, dar destul c\u00e2t s\u0103 te rup\u0103 \u00een dou\u0103. Deasupra, cerul p\u0103rea departe, iar umbrele copacilor se lungiser\u0103, ca ni\u0219te degete care ne prindeau.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Mi-am dat seama c\u0103 aveam un picior prins sub o piatr\u0103. Cu fiecare respira\u021bie, durerea urca p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een t\u00e2mple. Mihai, s\u0103rmanul, \u00eencerca s\u0103 se t\u00e2rasc\u0103 spre mine, dar se oprea la fiecare pas, g\u00e2f\u00e2ind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eNu te mi\u0219ca,\u201d i-am spus. \u201eDac\u0103 te pierd \u0219i pe tine, n-o s\u0103 mai am pentru ce s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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O lacrim\u0103 i s-a prelins pe obraz. Mi-am amintit cum ne \u021binusem de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een fa\u021ba altarului acum 40 de ani. Atunci am spus \u201eDa\u201d f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tiu c\u00e2t de mult avea s\u0103 \u00eensemne acel cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Am stat acolo ore \u00eentregi. Soarele s-a ascuns, iar frigul a \u00eenceput s\u0103 ne mu\u0219te prin haine. Deasupra se auzeau din nou pa\u0219i. Inima mi s-a oprit o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eE cineva acolo!\u201d am strigat, sper\u00e2nd s\u0103 fie vreun drume\u021b.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar n-a fost a\u0219a. Umbrele care s-au apropiat aveau chipuri cunoscute. Emil \u0219i Clara.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201e\u021ai-am spus s\u0103 te asiguri c\u0103 sunt mor\u021bi!\u201d a \u0219uierat ea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eTaci \u0219i termin\u0103 odat\u0103!\u201d a r\u0103spuns el, scotocind \u00een rucsac. A scos o lantern\u0103 \u0219i s-a aplecat peste margine. Fasciculul de lumin\u0103 ne-a g\u0103sit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eMam\u0103?\u201d a zis, cu un ton fals, pref\u0103cut. \u201eSunte\u021bi\u2026 bine?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mi-am \u021binut respira\u021bia. Mihai mi-a str\u00e2ns m\u00e2na. \u201eNu spune nimic,\u201d a \u0219optit el.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am t\u0103cut. Dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva secunde, Emil a stins lanterna.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eGata. Nici nu mai respir\u0103,\u201d a spus el.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pa\u0219ii s-au \u00eendep\u0103rtat. Am auzit motorul ma\u0219inii pornind \u00een dep\u0103rtare. \u0218i atunci, abia atunci, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne-am adunat ultimele puteri \u0219i, cu ajutorul unei crengi, am reu\u0219it s\u0103 ne t\u00e2r\u00e2m c\u00e2\u021biva metri p\u00e2n\u0103 la o movil\u0103 de pietre. Am g\u0103sit acolo un telefon spart \u2014 probabil al Clarei. Cu ecranul cr\u0103pat \u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 semnal, dar cu o baterie care \u00eenc\u0103 p\u00e2lp\u00e2ia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am urcat cu disperare pe o piatr\u0103 \u0219i am ridicat telefonul c\u00e2t de sus am putut. Un semnal slab a ap\u0103rut. Am format 112 cu degetele tremur\u00e2nde.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Vocea dispecerei p\u0103rea venit\u0103 din alt\u0103 lume: \u201eAlo? Care este urgen\u021ba?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eNe-au \u00eempins\u2026 de pe munte\u2026\u201d am reu\u0219it s\u0103 spun, \u00eenainte ca lumea s\u0103 se \u00eentunece din nou.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
M-am trezit \u00een spital. Bra\u021bul \u00een ghips, coastele rupte, dar vie. Mihai, la fel, \u00eenc\u0103 lupta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Poli\u021bia a venit la scurt timp. Au g\u0103sit urme, amprente, chiar \u0219i filmarea de pe o camer\u0103 montat\u0103 la caban\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cen fa\u021ba dovezilor, Emil a recunoscut. Totul pentru bani. Voia casa noastr\u0103, terenul, \u0219i nu mai avea r\u0103bdare s\u0103 a\u0219tepte. Clara a pl\u00e2ns \u00een sala de judecat\u0103, dar lacrimile ei nu au \u0219ters nimic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ast\u0103zi, la un an de atunci, urc din nou muntele. Singur\u0103. Privesc \u00een jos, spre locul unde aproape mi-am pierdut via\u021ba, \u0219i mul\u021bumesc cerului c\u0103 nu am pierdut \u0219i sufletul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unii spun c\u0103 s\u00e2ngele nu minte. Eu spun c\u0103 uneori, tocmai s\u00e2ngele e cel care te tr\u0103deaz\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Dar mai cred ceva: c\u0103 Dumnezeu nu te las\u0103 la mijlocul pr\u0103pastiei, oric\u00e2t de ad\u00e2nc\u0103 ar fi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Aceast\u0103 lucrare este inspirat\u0103 din evenimente \u0219i persoane reale, \u00eens\u0103 a fost fic\u021bionalizat\u0103 \u00een scopuri creative. Numele, personajele \u0219i detaliile au fost schimbate pentru a proteja intimitatea \u0219i pentru a \u00eembun\u0103t\u0103\u021bi nara\u021biunea. Orice asem\u0103nare cu persoane reale, \u00een via\u021b\u0103 sau decedate, sau cu evenimente reale este pur \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103toare \u0219i nu este inten\u021bionat\u0103 de c\u0103tre autor.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Autorul \u0219i editorul nu \u00ee\u0219i asum\u0103 responsabilitatea pentru exactitatea evenimentelor sau pentru modul \u00een care sunt portretizate personajele \u0219i nu sunt r\u0103spunz\u0103tori pentru eventuale interpret\u0103ri gre\u0219ite. Aceast\u0103 poveste este oferit\u0103 \u201eca atare\u201d, iar orice opinii exprimate apar\u021bin personajelor \u0219i nu reflect\u0103 punctele de vedere ale autorului sau ale editorului.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Am r\u0103mas acolo, \u00eentins\u0103 printre pietre, ascult\u00e2nd cum lini\u0219tea \u00eenghite totul. Durerea era at\u00e2t de ad\u00e2nc\u0103 \u00eenc\u00e2t nu mai \u0219tiam dac\u0103 respir. Doar inima, \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2nat\u0103,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":40536,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42529"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=42529"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42529\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":42530,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42529\/revisions\/42530"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/40536"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=42529"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=42529"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=42529"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}