\u2026B\u0103rbatul \u0219i-a ridicat privirea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Ochii \u00eei tremurau.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eNu mi-au f\u0103cut ei\u2026 eu am f\u0103cut,\u201d a spus cu greu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Mircea a \u00eencremenit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Elena \u0219i-a \u0219ters lacrimile cu dosul palmei.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201e\u00cen noaptea accidentului\u2026 nu eram singur.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Cuvintele au c\u0103zut grele, ca ni\u0219te pietre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eAm b\u0103ut. Mult. \u0218tiam c\u0103 n-am voie s\u0103 urc la volan. Dar m-am \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2nat. Eram sup\u0103rat. M\u0103 certasem cu tine, tat\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Mircea a \u00eenchis ochii. \u00ce\u0219i amintea. Discu\u021bia despre bani. Despre faptul c\u0103 Andrei voia s\u0103-\u0219i deschid\u0103 propria afacere, iar el refuzase s\u0103-l mai sus\u021bin\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201eAm vrut s\u0103-\u021bi demonstrez c\u0103 pot singur,\u201d a continuat Andrei. \u201eAm luat ma\u0219ina \u0219i am plecat. Pe \u0219oseaua spre Snagov am pierdut controlul. M-am izbit de parapet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elena a \u00eenceput s\u0103 tremure.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eMa\u0219ina a luat foc. Oamenii m-au scos. Dar actele arseser\u0103. Fa\u021ba\u2026 fa\u021ba nu mai era a mea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A atins cicatricile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eAm stat luni \u00eentregi \u00een spital. Opera\u021bii peste opera\u021bii. C\u00e2nd m-am trezit, nu \u0219tiam cine sunt. Nu aveam pe nimeni. Nimeni nu m-a c\u0103utat pentru c\u0103\u2026 toat\u0103 lumea credea c\u0103 sunt mort.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mircea a sim\u021bit cum i se str\u00e2nge inima.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eDe ce nu ne-au anun\u021bat spitalele?\u201d a \u00eentrebat el r\u0103gu\u0219it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201ePentru c\u0103 \u00een ma\u0219in\u0103 era \u0219i Vlad,\u201d a spus Andrei. \u201ePrietenul meu. El n-a supravie\u021buit. Actele lui au fost g\u0103site l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine. Au crezut c\u0103 eu sunt el.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elena a scos un sunet stins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eFamilia lui a organizat \u00eenmorm\u00e2ntarea \u00een grab\u0103. Sicriul a fost \u00eenchis. Iar voi\u2026 a\u021bi fost anun\u021ba\u021bi c\u0103 trupul meu era prea ars pentru a fi v\u0103zut.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
T\u0103cerea s-a l\u0103sat peste ei ca o cea\u021b\u0103 grea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eC\u00e2nd mi-am revenit, nu aveam memorie. Dup\u0103 ce am fost externat, n-aveam bani. N-aveam identitate. Am ajuns pe drumuri. Am cer\u0219it. Am dormit prin ad\u0103posturi.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elena pl\u00e2ngea f\u0103r\u0103 zgomot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201e\u0218i acum c\u00e2teva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni\u2026 am v\u0103zut o fotografie \u00eentr-un ziar vechi. Era despre o dona\u021bie de dou\u0103 milioane de lei pentru un spital. Era\u021bi voi \u00een poz\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A z\u00e2mbit slab.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eC\u00e2nd am v\u0103zut numele Popescu\u2026 ceva s-a aprins \u00een mintea mea. Apoi au venit amintirile. Cire\u0219ul. Medalionul. Vocea ta, mam\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mircea s-a apropiat \u00eencet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een cinci ani, \u0219i-a \u00eeng\u0103duit s\u0103 spere cu adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eDe ce n-ai venit direct acas\u0103?\u201d a \u00eentrebat el.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eMi-a fost ru\u0219ine,\u201d a spus Andrei. \u201eV-am distrus via\u021ba. Din cauza mea a murit Vlad. Din cauza mea a\u021bi suferit cinci ani.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elena s-a ridicat \u0219i i-a prins fa\u021ba \u00eentre palme, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-i pese de cicatrici.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eE\u0219ti viu,\u201d a spus ea printre lacrimi. \u201eRestul se repar\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mircea a scos din buzunar portofelul. Din el a c\u0103zut o fotografie mic\u0103, \u00eendoit\u0103 la col\u021buri. Andrei la 18 ani, z\u00e2mbind larg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A privit omul din scaun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u0218i a v\u0103zut acela\u0219i z\u00e2mbet, ascuns sub durere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mircea a \u00eengenuncheat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eAm gre\u0219it \u0219i eu,\u201d a spus el. \u201eTe-am \u00eempins prea tare. Am vrut s\u0103 fii ca mine. N-am \u0219tiut s\u0103 te ascult.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103, Andrei a \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103 ca un copil.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00cen cimitirul t\u0103cut, printre marmur\u0103 \u0219i cruci, o familie se refacea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Paznicul s-a retras discret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mircea s-a ridicat \u0219i a spus hot\u0103r\u00e2t:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201eGata cu trecutul. De azi \u00eencepem din nou. Avem bani, avem cas\u0103, avem medici buni. Dar cel mai important\u2026 ne avem unii pe al\u021bii.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elena a z\u00e2mbit prin lacrimi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201e\u0218i duminica nu mai venim la morm\u00e2nt,\u201d a spus ea. \u201eDuminica m\u00e2nc\u0103m sarmale acas\u0103. To\u021bi trei.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Andrei a \u00eenchis ochii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een cinci ani, nu se mai sim\u021bea singur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Iar \u00een locul unde credeau c\u0103 au pierdut tot, \u0219i-au reg\u0103sit, de fapt, via\u021ba.<\/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":" \u2026B\u0103rbatul \u0219i-a ridicat privirea \u00eencet. Ochii \u00eei tremurau. \u201eNu mi-au f\u0103cut ei\u2026 eu am f\u0103cut,\u201d a spus cu greu. Mircea a \u00eencremenit. Elena \u0219i-a \u0219ters<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":45659,"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\/45903"}],"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=45903"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45903\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":45904,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45903\/revisions\/45904"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/45659"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=45903"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=45903"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=45903"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}