Nena a sim\u021bit cum obrajii i se \u00eenro\u0219esc. A vrut s\u0103 r\u0103spund\u0103, dar glasul i s-a blocat \u00een g\u00e2t. \u00cen jur, r\u00e2sete discrete \u0219i priviri piezi\u0219e se ridicau din toate col\u021burile salonului. Nu era prima dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd era umilit\u0103, dar durerea asta, \u00een mijlocul at\u00e2tor oameni care o priveau de sus, i se p\u0103rea mai grea ca oric\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n
\u0218i totu\u0219i, nu a plecat. A r\u0103mas acolo, cu spatele drept, \u021bin\u00e2ndu-\u0219i geanta la piept ca pe un scut.<\/p>\n
\u00cen col\u021bul opus, Carol Castro, st\u0103p\u00e2nul casei, o v\u0103zuse. Se \u00eencruntase pentru o clip\u0103, dar apoi \u00ee\u0219i ridicase paharul, pref\u0103c\u00e2ndu-se c\u0103 totul e \u00een regul\u0103. Nu voia scandal, nu \u00een fa\u021ba partenerilor de afaceri.<\/p>\n
Dar lumea e mic\u0103, iar soarta are un fel curios de a-\u021bi r\u0103sturna via\u021ba exact c\u00e2nd crezi c\u0103 ai pus-o la punct.<\/p>\n
U\u0219a principal\u0103 s-a deschis brusc. Muzica s-a oprit pentru o clip\u0103, ca \u0219i cum orchestra ar fi sim\u021bit tensiunea din aer. \u00cen prag a ap\u0103rut Gabriel, \u00eentr-un costum negru impecabil, cu privirea t\u0103ioas\u0103 \u0219i hot\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bun\u0103 seara, a spus, cu o voce care a t\u0103iat lini\u0219tea ca un cu\u021bit.<\/p>\n
To\u021bi ochii s-au \u00eentors spre el. Leti\u021bia a z\u00e2mbit larg, gata s\u0103-l salute, dar el a trecut pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 o priveasc\u0103. A mers drept spre Nena, care st\u0103tea \u00eenc\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 masa cu pr\u0103jituri, cu capul plecat.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd a ajuns l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea, a luat-o u\u0219or de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De ce ai l\u0103sat-o s\u0103 te umileasc\u0103? a \u00eentrebat el, suficient de tare c\u00e2t s\u0103 se aud\u0103 peste murmurul din sal\u0103.<\/p>\n
Leti\u021bia a ridicat o spr\u00e2ncean\u0103, simul\u00e2nd nevinov\u0103\u021bia.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dragul meu, glumeam doar… nu era nimic…<\/p>\n
Gabriel a \u00eentors capul spre ea, cu o privire rece.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Glumele tale, doamn\u0103 Leti\u021bia, nu mai fac pe nimeni s\u0103 r\u00e2d\u0103. Dar \u0219tii ce e mai trist? C\u0103 oamenii ca tine nu \u00een\u021beleg niciodat\u0103 c\u00e2t valoreaz\u0103 de fapt un suflet bun.<\/p>\n
\u0218i apoi, cu o siguran\u021b\u0103 care a f\u0103cut sala s\u0103 amu\u021beasc\u0103, s-a \u00eentors spre to\u021bi invita\u021bii \u0219i a spus:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Femeia asta, pe care o privi\u021bi de sus, nu e d\u0103daca mea. E mama mea. Ea m-a crescut, m-a hr\u0103nit, mi-a \u021binut fruntea c\u00e2nd aveam febr\u0103 \u0219i m-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat ce e iubirea adev\u0103rat\u0103. Iar voi… voi n-a\u021bi \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat niciodat\u0103 ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 asta.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2teva doamne au l\u0103sat paharele jos. Altele s-au f\u0103cut c\u0103-\u0219i aranjeaz\u0103 rochiile. Carol a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat, prins \u00eentre m\u00e2ndrie \u0219i ru\u0219ine.<\/p>\n
Nena sim\u021bea lacrimile cum i se adun\u0103 \u00een col\u021bul ochilor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Gabriel, nu e nevoie… a \u0219optit ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ba e nevoie, mam\u0103, a spus el, accentu\u00e2nd cuv\u00e2ntul \u201emam\u0103\u201d ca pe o declara\u021bie de r\u0103zboi.<\/p>\n
Apoi, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 mai spun\u0103 nimic, a scos din buzunar un plic mic, l-a pus pe masa cu pr\u0103jituri \u0219i a spus tare:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am semnat azi documentele pentru funda\u021bia pe care o vom face \u00eempreun\u0103. Se va numi \u201eInima Nenei\u201d, \u0219i va ajuta copiii care cresc f\u0103r\u0103 p\u0103rin\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Mul\u021bimea a \u00eenceput s\u0103 murmure. Unii aplaudau timid, al\u021bii \u00ee\u0219i ascundeau privirile.<\/p>\n
Leti\u021bia \u0219i-a mu\u0219cat buza, ne\u0219tiind unde s\u0103 se uite.<\/p>\n
Gabriel s-a \u00eentors spre tat\u0103l s\u0103u.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Tata, poate afacerile te-au f\u0103cut bogat, dar femeia asta m-a f\u0103cut om.<\/p>\n
Carol Castro a \u00eenchis ochii o clip\u0103, apoi s-a ridicat \u0219i a spus cu glas r\u0103gu\u0219it:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ai dreptate, fiule… ai dreptate.<\/p>\n
Nena a izbucnit \u00een pl\u00e2ns, iar Gabriel a str\u00e2ns-o \u00een bra\u021be, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-i pese de nimeni. \u00cen jur, oaspe\u021bii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 plece pe r\u00e2nd, t\u0103cu\u021bi, ru\u0219ina\u021bi de propriul spectacol.<\/p>\n
Petrecerea se terminase. Nu mai era despre bani, despre lux sau aparen\u021be.<\/p>\n
\u00cen seara aceea, \u00een vila familiei Castro, pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een via\u021b\u0103, adev\u0103rul a str\u0103lucit mai tare dec\u00e2t orice candelabru.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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