Ana s-a lipit de mine, cu ochii umezi dar sclipind de emo\u021bie, iar eu i-am sim\u021bit inima cum b\u0103tea ca o pas\u0103re prins\u0103 \u00een capcan\u0103. Unul dintre motocicli\u0219ti, un b\u0103rbat \u00eenalt, cu barb\u0103 grizonat\u0103 \u0219i privire bl\u00e2nd\u0103, s-a apropiat primul \u0219i s-a oprit la c\u00e2\u021biva pa\u0219i. \u0218i-a scos m\u0103nu\u0219ile \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum nu voia s\u0103 ne sperie, apoi a spus pe un ton cald:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Tu trebuie s\u0103 fii Ana, nu-i a\u0219a? Sem\u0103n\u0103\u021bi leit cu taic\u0103-tu.<\/p>\n
Feti\u021ba a dat din cap, mu\u0219c\u00e2ndu-\u0219i buza. Eu nici nu mai puteam respira. El s-a prezentat:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu sunt Vasile, dar to\u021bi \u00eemi spun Lupul. Taic\u0103-tu mi-a fost ca un frate.<\/p>\n
\u00cen spatele lui, ceilal\u021bi motocicli\u0219ti au dat din cap aprobator, unii f\u0103c\u00e2nd semnul respectului. Nu erau doar \u201eb\u0103ie\u021bi cu motoare\u201d, cum \u00eei etichetau unii. Din privirile lor, am sim\u021bit loialitatea, suferin\u021ba pierderii, dar \u0219i dorin\u021ba de a umple un gol pe care nimeni nu-l poate repara complet.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am primit scrisoarea ta, a continuat el, sco\u021b\u00e2nd o bucat\u0103 de h\u00e2rtie \u00eendoit\u0103 cu grij\u0103. Ai scris frumos, fat\u0103 curajoas\u0103. Ne-ai spus c\u0103 azi ai opt ani \u0219i c\u0103 \u00eel visezi pe tat\u0103l t\u0103u \u00een fiecare s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103\u2026 \u0219i c\u0103 ai vrea, m\u0103car o dat\u0103, s\u0103 fie cineva aici care a \u021binut la el.<\/p>\n
Ana a \u00eenceput s\u0103 pl\u00e2ng\u0103, dar nu de triste\u021be. Era un pl\u00e2ns amestecat cu u\u0219urare, emo\u021bie \u0219i speran\u021b\u0103. Eu am dus m\u00e2na la gur\u0103, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi \u021bin lacrimile. Lupul s-a aplecat u\u0219or, s-a uitat \u00een ochii ei \u0219i a zis:<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218tii ce ne zicea nou\u0103 taic\u0103-tu mereu? \u201eS\u0103 fi\u021bi oameni, b\u0103, nu doar motocicli\u0219ti. C\u00e2nd cineva are nevoie, nu treci pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 el ca \u0219i cum n-ar exista.\u201d \u0218i uite-ne aici.<\/p>\n
Un alt motociclist, mai t\u00e2n\u0103r, cu tatuaje colorate, a scos din buzunar o cutie mic\u0103 \u00eenvelit\u0103 \u00een h\u00e2rtie simpl\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Asta e de la noi, pentru tine, a spus el. N-am \u0219tiut ce-\u021bi place, dar\u2026 sper\u0103m s\u0103 nimerim.<\/p>\n
Ana a luat cutia cu o grij\u0103 de parc\u0103 era f\u0103cut\u0103 din sticl\u0103 sub\u021bire. A desf\u0103cut \u00eencet, iar \u00een\u0103untru era o br\u0103\u021bar\u0103 cu pandantiv \u00een form\u0103 de motociclet\u0103, pe care era gravat: \u201eCuraj\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Curajul nu \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 nu-\u021bi e fric\u0103, a spus Lupul. Curajul \u00eenseamn\u0103 c\u0103 mergi \u00eenainte chiar \u0219i c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u021bi e fric\u0103.<\/p>\n
Apoi, cu un gest nea\u0219teptat, s-au \u00eentors c\u0103tre motocicletele lor \u0219i au ridicat din cutiile laterale nu bere, nu fumigene, nu piele \u0219i metal\u2026 ci cadouri pentru copii: jocuri, c\u0103r\u021bi de colorat, plu\u0219uri, suc \u0219i pr\u0103jituri. Unul dintre ei chiar a adus o box\u0103 mic\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 c\u00e2nte muzica preferat\u0103 a copiilor, nu rock dur, ci c\u00e2ntecele vesele.<\/p>\n
\u2014 S\u0103-i ar\u0103t\u0103m lui Mihai c\u0103 ne \u021binem cuv\u00e2ntul! a strigat Lupul.<\/p>\n
Curtea aceea, care cu c\u00e2teva minute \u00een urm\u0103 mirosea a dezam\u0103gire, s-a transformat \u00een cea mai frumoas\u0103 petrecere din lume. B\u0103rba\u021bi tatuati dansau st\u00e2ngaci cu o feti\u021b\u0103 cu rochie roz, se jucau \u201e\u021aar\u0103, \u021bar\u0103 vrem osta\u0219i!\u201d, iar la final au f\u0103cut o coloan\u0103 solemn\u0103, \u021bin\u00e2nd motocicletele aprinse, ca o alee a onoarei, iar Ana a mers prin mijlocul lor p\u00e2n\u0103 la mas\u0103 ca o mic\u0103 regin\u0103.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd a venit momentul s\u0103 sting\u0103 lum\u00e2n\u0103rile, Lupul a spus:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Feti\u021b\u0103, zi-\u021bi dorin\u021ba, dar \u021bine minte ceva: familia nu e f\u0103cut\u0103 doar din s\u00e2nge. Uneori, Dumnezeu \u00ee\u021bi trimite fra\u021bi \u0219i ta\u021bi prin lume, camufla\u021bi \u00een oameni ciuda\u021bi, cu motociclete zgomotoase.<\/p>\n
Ana a suflat \u00een lum\u00e2n\u0103ri, iar fl\u0103c\u0103rile s-au stins \u00eentr-un moment perfect, ca \u00eentr-un film. Apoi a ridicat privirea \u0219i a spus cu voce hot\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Vreau s\u0103 cresc \u0219i eu curajoas\u0103, ca tata. \u0218i s\u0103 nu mai fie niciun copil singur la ziua lui.<\/p>\n
Un murmur cald s-a auzit printre motocicli\u0219ti, iar eu, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, am sim\u021bit c\u0103 inima mea \u00eencepe s\u0103 se repare.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd au plecat, au pornit motoarele la unison, dar nu ca s\u0103 fac\u0103 zgomot, ci ca un salut, iar Ana le-a f\u0103cut cu m\u00e2na p\u00e2n\u0103 au disp\u0103rut dup\u0103 col\u021b.<\/p>\n
\u00cen seara aia, \u00eenainte s\u0103 adoarm\u0103, mi-a spus:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mam\u0103\u2026 azi n-am pierdut nimic. Azi am c\u00e2\u0219tigat o familie.<\/p>\n
\u0218i atunci am \u00een\u021beles ceva ce via\u021ba m\u0103 tot chinuise s\u0103 pricep: oamenii potrivi\u021bi apar exact \u00een momentul \u00een care speran\u021ba e cel mai sub\u021bire fir.<\/p>\n
At\u00e2ta timp c\u00e2t exist\u0103 bun\u0103tate, nimeni nu r\u0103m\u00e2ne singur.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ana s-a lipit de mine, cu ochii umezi dar sclipind de emo\u021bie, iar eu i-am sim\u021bit inima cum b\u0103tea ca o pas\u0103re prins\u0103 \u00een capcan\u0103. Unul dintre motocicli\u0219ti, un b\u0103rbat \u00eenalt, cu barb\u0103 grizonat\u0103 \u0219i privire bl\u00e2nd\u0103, s-a apropiat primul \u0219i s-a oprit la c\u00e2\u021biva pa\u0219i. \u0218i-a scos m\u0103nu\u0219ile \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum nu voia […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12465,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12464","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12464","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12464"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12464\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12466,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12464\/revisions\/12466"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12465"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12464"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12464"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12464"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}