Ion a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat \u00een fa\u021ba ferestrei ore \u00eentregi, ascult\u00e2nd doar zgomotul ploii. \u00cen minte \u00eei r\u0103sunau cuvintele b\u0103iatului \u2014 \u201eAsta e mama mea\u201d. Fiecare sunet, fiecare imagine din acea zi \u00eei sf\u00e2\u0219ia sufletul.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, dis-de-diminea\u021b\u0103, l-a dus pe Luca la spitalul din Bra\u0219ov pentru testul ADN. Nu voia s\u0103 a\u0219tepte nici m\u0103car o zi. Asistenta i-a privit pe am\u00e2ndoi \u0219i, pentru o clip\u0103, a z\u00e2mbit \u2014 b\u0103iatul chiar sem\u0103na cu el.<\/p>\n
Rezultatul urma s\u0103 vin\u0103 peste trei zile. Dar Ion nu mai avea r\u0103bdare. A \u00eenceput imediat s\u0103 caute r\u0103spunsuri.<\/p>\n
A mers la poli\u021bie, a scos din arhiv\u0103 dosarul Elenei \u0219i a r\u0103sfoit fiecare fil\u0103. Fotografiile, interogatoriile, declara\u021biile martorilor \u2014 toate p\u0103reau reci, neimportante acum. \u00centr-un col\u021b, \u00eentr-o not\u0103 de subsol, a g\u0103sit ceva ciudat: men\u021biunea unei femei care fusese v\u0103zut\u0103 \u00een urm\u0103 cu zece ani \u00eentr-o pensiune din Predeal, \u00eempreun\u0103 cu un copil mic. Niciodat\u0103 nu fusese verificat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Ion a sim\u021bit cum \u00eei cre\u0219te tensiunea. A doua zi era deja acolo. A vorbit cu proprietara, o femeie b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103, care \u0219i-a fr\u0103m\u00e2ntat m\u00e2inile emo\u021bionat\u0103.
\u2014 Da\u2026 \u00eemi amintesc de ea. Spunea c\u0103 se nume\u0219te Ana. Avea un b\u0103ie\u021bel. Frumoas\u0103 femeie, dar speriat\u0103\u2026 mereu se uita peste um\u0103r.<\/p>\n
Ion a ar\u0103tat o fotografie cu Elena. Femeia a dus m\u00e2na la gur\u0103.
\u2014 Da, ea e! A plecat \u00eentr-o noapte, pe furi\u0219. Mi-a l\u0103sat o h\u00e2rtie cu datorie, zic\u00e2nd c\u0103 o va pl\u0103ti c\u00e2ndva\u2026<\/p>\n
Ion a luat h\u00e2rtia \u00een m\u00e2ini tremur\u00e2nde. Pe spate, scris mic, era un r\u00e2nd:
\u201eDac\u0103 m\u0103 iube\u0219ti, nu m\u0103 c\u0103uta.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inima lui s-a fr\u00e2nt din nou. Dar de data asta, nu de durere, ci de hot\u0103r\u00e2re. Trebuia s\u0103 afle adev\u0103rul.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 trei zile, rezultatul ADN a sosit. Pozitiv. Luca era fiul lui.<\/p>\n
Ion a sim\u021bit c\u0103 lumea i se pr\u0103bu\u0219e\u0219te \u0219i rena\u0219te \u00een acela\u0219i timp. \u00cen sf\u00e2r\u0219it avea o parte din Elena \u00een fa\u021ba ochilor. \u0218i totu\u0219i, nu putea s\u0103 tr\u0103iasc\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tie ce s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat cu ea.<\/p>\n
Seara, b\u0103iatul dormea \u00een camera de oaspe\u021bi, str\u00e2ng\u00e2nd ursule\u021bul Max la piept. Ion a intrat \u00eencet, a\u0219ez\u00e2ndu-se pe marginea patului. Atunci a observat ceva: o mic\u0103 ruptur\u0103 \u00een spatele ursule\u021bului. A deschis cus\u0103tura cu grij\u0103… \u0219i \u00een interior a g\u0103sit o h\u00e2rtie \u00eemp\u0103turit\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
Era o scrisoare.<\/p>\n
Cu inima b\u0103t\u00e2ndu-i nebune\u0219te, a desf\u0103cut-o. Pe foaia \u00eeng\u0103lbenit\u0103 scria:
\u201eDac\u0103 g\u0103se\u0219ti asta, \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 Luca e \u00een siguran\u021b\u0103. M-au g\u0103sit. Trebuie s\u0103 fug din nou. Spune-i c\u0103 \u00eel iubesc. Adresa: Strada Teilor 7, Timi\u0219oara. \u2014 E.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ion s-a ridicat brusc. Lacrimile \u00eei curgeau pe obraji, dar \u00een ochi \u00eei ardea o flac\u0103r\u0103 nou\u0103.<\/p>\n
Era momentul s\u0103 plece.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, a \u00eenchis compania, a urcat b\u0103iatul \u00een ma\u0219in\u0103 \u0219i au pornit spre Timi\u0219oara. Ploaia s-a oprit, iar cerul s-a luminat u\u0219or.<\/p>\n
Pe drum, Luca a \u00eentrebat lini\u0219tit:
\u2014 O vom g\u0103si, nu-i a\u0219a?
Ion i-a z\u00e2mbit \u0219i i-a str\u00e2ns m\u00e2na.
\u2014 Da, fiule. Vom g\u0103si tot ce-am pierdut.<\/p>\n
\u0218i pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 zece ani, Ion sim\u021bea c\u0103 merge \u00een direc\u021bia potrivit\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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