Am intrat \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie aproape \u00eempiedic\u00e2ndu-m\u0103, cu inima lovindu-mi coastele ca un ciocan. Sorina tr\u0103gea de mine cu o for\u021b\u0103 pe care n-a\u0219 fi crezut-o posibil\u0103, iar \u021bipetele invita\u021bilor se estompau \u00een spatele nostru, ca un vuiet de furtun\u0103 pe care \u00eel auzi prin geam.<\/p>\n
\u201eSorina, opre\u0219te-te!\u201d, am reu\u0219it s\u0103 b\u00e2igui. \u201eCe se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103? Ce-a fost asta?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ea nu s-a oprit. M-a \u00eempins spre ie\u0219irea pentru personal, unde mirosul de sarmale re\u00eenc\u0103lzite \u0219i detergent de vase se amesteca cu parfumul scump al nun\u021bii. Avea lacrimi \u00een ochi.<\/p>\n
\u201eMaria, dac\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i aici\u2026 nu mai pleci \u00eentreag\u0103. \u021ai-am zis eu c\u0103 omul \u0103sta nu e ce pare.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eDar ce-a f\u0103cut? Ce \u0219tii? Ce-ai aflat?\u201d am \u00eentrebat, tremur\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n
Sorina s-a \u00eentors spre mine \u0219i m-a prins de umeri. Era ud\u0103 leoarc\u0103 de transpira\u021bie. \u201eAm cobor\u00e2t la subsol c\u00e2nd nu m\u0103 vedea nimeni. Am auzit cum vorbea la telefon. Spunea c\u0103 dup\u0103 t\u0103ierea tortului \u2018o s\u0103 fie gata\u2019, c\u0103 \u2018doar a\u0219a poate s\u0103 pun\u0103 m\u00e2na pe bani\u2019. Vorbea despre tine, Maria. Despre tine! Spunea c\u0103 tu oricum \u2018nu contezi ca persoan\u0103\u2019, ci \u2018doar ca avere.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
Mi-am sim\u021bit genunchii moale. \u201eAvere? Sorina, eu\u2026 ce avere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201e\u021ai-ai v\u00e2ndut tu vreodat\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul? Nu. Ai r\u0103mas mo\u0219tenitoare la partea ta. Crezi c\u0103 nu \u0219tia? Crezi c\u0103 nu s-a interesat? Tot Dorin a aranjat ca notarul s\u0103 fie acolo azi, s\u0103 semnezi actele dup\u0103 t\u0103ierea tortului. \u00cen glazur\u0103 era ceva. Ai fi le\u0219inat, iar el te-ar fi dus \u2018\u00een spate\u2019, \u00een ma\u0219ina lui. A\u0219a \u00ee\u0219i preg\u0103tea drumul.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mi s-a f\u0103cut grea\u021b\u0103. \u00cemi \u021bineam de rochie s\u0103 nu cad.<\/p>\n
Dar nu aveam timp.<\/p>\n
De undeva, din buc\u0103t\u0103rie, s-a auzit tr\u00e2ntit\u0103 o u\u0219\u0103. Apoi, pa\u0219i. Pa\u0219i grei. Prea grei ca s\u0103 fie ai unui chelner speriat.<\/p>\n
\u201eSorina,\u201d am \u0219optit, \u201ee el.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ea a tras aer ad\u00e2nc. \u201eTrebuie s\u0103 cobor\u00e2m pe sc\u0103ri. Ie\u0219irea din spate d\u0103 direct \u00een parc. Dac\u0103 ajungem la strad\u0103 \u0219i o lu\u0103m spre centru, suntem salvate.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am fugit iar. Tocurile \u00eemi alunecau pe gresia ud\u0103, dar Sorina m-a \u021binut de m\u00e2n\u0103. C\u00e2nd am ajuns la sc\u0103rile care coborau \u00een exterior, am auzit glasul lui Dorin r\u0103sun\u00e2nd:<\/p>\n
\u201eMARIA! \u00centoarce-te aici!\u201d<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum fiecare fir de p\u0103r mi se ridic\u0103 pe ceaf\u0103.<\/p>\n
Sorina s-a \u00eentors spre mine, cu ochii mari. \u201eNu te opri. Nu te uita \u00eenapoi. Hai!\u201d<\/p>\n
Am fugit pe sc\u0103rile metalice, rochia mi se ag\u0103\u021ba, dar nu-mi p\u0103sa. C\u00e2nd am atins asfaltul rece, am sim\u021bit o briz\u0103 de libertate, scurt\u0103, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd am auzit:<\/p>\n
BUM.<\/p>\n
O lovitur\u0103 \u00een u\u0219a metalic\u0103 de sus. Dorin \u00eempingea \u00een ea.<\/p>\n
\u201eFUGIM \u00ceN PARC!\u201d am \u021bipat.<\/p>\n
Aleile erau luminate slab, iar frunzele ude fo\u0219neau sub pantofii no\u0219tri. Sorina respira sacadat. \u201eDac\u0103 ajungem la strada mare, ne amestec\u0103m printre oameni. Maria, mai ai telefonul?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eNu\u2026 mi l-am l\u0103sat \u00een geant\u0103\u2026 \u00een sala mare\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201ePerfect, n-are cum s\u0103 te mai urm\u0103reasc\u0103 pe GPS,\u201d a zis ea, iar apoi a ad\u0103ugat: \u201eDar nici noi nu putem suna pe nimeni.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u00cen spatele nostru, se auzeau pa\u0219i. Rapizi. Hot\u0103r\u00e2\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u201eSorina\u2026 nu cred c\u0103 sc\u0103p\u0103m.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201eBa da,\u201d a zis ea, str\u00e2ng\u00e2ndu-mi m\u00e2na. \u201e\u00cel cunoa\u0219tem noi pe Dumnezeu, nu el.\u201d<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd am ajuns la ie\u0219irea spre strad\u0103, un taxi st\u0103tea oprit la semafor. \u0218oferul vorbea la telefon cu geamul deschis.<\/p>\n
\u201eDomnule!\u201d am \u021bipat. \u201eV\u0103 rug\u0103m, lua\u021bi-ne! E o urgen\u021b\u0103!\u201d<\/p>\n
Omul s-a \u00eentors mirat, apoi a v\u0103zut rochiile noastre murdare, fe\u021bele palide, panica. \u00centr-o secund\u0103, a descuiat u\u0219ile.<\/p>\n
Am intrat \u00een ma\u0219in\u0103, iar Sorina a \u00eenchis tr\u00e2ntind. \u201ePleca\u021bi! V\u0103 rug\u0103m!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218oferul n-a mai \u00eentrebat nimic. A accelerat.<\/p>\n
Pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce ne \u00eendep\u0103rtam, l-am v\u0103zut pe Dorin ie\u0219ind din parc, c\u0103ut\u00e2nd cu privirea. C\u00e2nd a v\u0103zut taxiul\u2026 a \u00eenceput s\u0103 alerge.<\/p>\n
Dar semaforul s-a f\u0103cut verde. Iar noi\u2026 am disp\u0103rut.<\/p>\n
Am izbucnit \u00een pl\u00e2ns, iar Sorina m-a tras la pieptul ei.<\/p>\n
\u201eGata, Maria\u2026 e\u0219ti \u00een siguran\u021b\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i atunci, pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een seara aceea, am crezut-o.<\/p>\n
Fiindc\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it l\u0103sam \u00een urm\u0103 tot ce era mai \u00eentunecat din ziua \u00een care trebuia s\u0103-mi fie cel mai fericit moment. \u0218i am \u00een\u021beles un adev\u0103r simplu, pe care nu-l vezi dec\u00e2t \u00een clipa \u00een care \u00ee\u021bi tremur\u0103 sufletul:<\/p>\n
Nu to\u021bi oamenii care z\u00e2mbesc la tine \u00ee\u021bi vor binele. Dar cei care alearg\u0103 cu tine \u00een miez de noapte\u2026 sunt cei care nu te vor l\u0103sa niciodat\u0103 singur\u0103.<\/em><\/p>\n A fost \u00eenceputul salv\u0103rii mele. \u0218i, culmea, tot \u00eenceputul unei vie\u021bi noi, tr\u0103ite cu ochii larg deschi\u0219i.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Am intrat \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie aproape \u00eempiedic\u00e2ndu-m\u0103, cu inima lovindu-mi coastele ca un ciocan. Sorina tr\u0103gea de mine cu o for\u021b\u0103 pe care n-a\u0219 fi crezut-o posibil\u0103, iar \u021bipetele invita\u021bilor se estompau \u00een spatele nostru, ca un vuiet de furtun\u0103 pe care \u00eel auzi prin geam. \u201eSorina, opre\u0219te-te!\u201d, am reu\u0219it s\u0103 b\u00e2igui. \u201eCe se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103? Ce-a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12782,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12781","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\/12781","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=12781"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12781\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12783,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12781\/revisions\/12783"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12782"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12781"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12781"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12781"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}