\u2026fratele meu mai mic, Radu.<\/p>\n
Nu l-am mai v\u0103zut de aproape doi ani. Plecase din \u021bar\u0103, sup\u0103rat pe toat\u0103 lumea, dup\u0103 o ceart\u0103 \u00een care \u00eel acuzasem c\u0103 nu se \u021bine de nimic \u0219i c\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219te doar din vise. Nici nu-mi trecuse prin cap c\u0103 ar fi putut s\u0103 se apropie de Mariana, dar\u0103mite s\u0103 ajung\u0103 s\u0103 se \u00eensoare cu ea.<\/p>\n
Mi s-au t\u0103iat picioarele. Am sim\u021bit cum s\u00e2ngele \u00eemi urc\u0103 \u00een cap \u0219i un zumzet \u00eencepe s\u0103-mi bat\u0103 \u00een urechi. Am pus m\u00e2na pe sp\u0103tarul scaunului ca s\u0103 nu m\u0103 pr\u0103bu\u0219esc.<\/p>\n
Mariana m\u0103 v\u0103zuse.<\/p>\n
Privirea ei a tremurat o secund\u0103, apoi s-a \u00eentors spre Radu cu un z\u00e2mbet bl\u00e2nd, aproape protector. Iar asta m-a lovit mai tare dec\u00e2t orice.<\/p>\n
Am respirat ad\u00e2nc. Aerul mirosea a parfum scump, a flori proasp\u0103t t\u0103iate \u0219i a ceva ce nu mai sim\u021bisem demult: sf\u00e2r\u0219it.<\/p>\n
Doi invita\u021bi au trecut pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine \u0219i Dumnezeu \u0219tie ce or fi crezut v\u0103z\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 at\u00e2t de palid. Dar nu-mi p\u0103sa. Tot ce vedeam era chipul fratelui meu, l\u00e2ng\u0103 femeia pe care o pierdusem cu m\u00e2na mea.<\/p>\n
Nu \u0219tiu c\u00e2t am stat a\u0219a, cu ochii ag\u0103\u021ba\u021bi de ei. La un moment dat, m-am trezit ridic\u00e2ndu-m\u0103 \u0219i ie\u0219ind pe teras\u0103. Aerul rece de munte m-a lovit \u00een fa\u021b\u0103, trezindu-m\u0103 un pic. Mi-am sprijinit coatele de balustrad\u0103 \u0219i am privit p\u0103durea, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi lini\u0219tesc respira\u021bia.<\/p>\n
\u201eAndrei?\u201d<\/p>\n
M-am \u00eentors. Era Radu.<\/p>\n
Un nod mi s-a pus \u00een g\u00e2t. A venit \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum i-ar fi fost team\u0103 s\u0103 nu trezeasc\u0103 ceva \u00een mine.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu m-am g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 o s\u0103 vii\u201d, a zis el.<\/p>\n
\u201eAm venit s\u0103 v\u0103d cine e fericitul\u201d, am r\u0103spuns cu o voce care nu p\u0103rea a mea.<\/p>\n
A t\u0103cut. Apoi a inspirat ad\u00e2nc.<\/p>\n
\u201e\u0218tiu c\u0103 pare ur\u00e2t. \u0218tiu c\u0103 pare tr\u0103dare. Dar nu a fost a\u0219a. Dup\u0103 divor\u021b\u2026 am \u00eent\u00e2lnit-o \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103tor \u00een Bra\u0219ov. Era singur\u0103, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd pe o banc\u0103. Am stat de vorb\u0103. \u0218i\u2026 restul s-a legat singur.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum m\u0103 \u00een\u021beap\u0103 ochii, dar nu am l\u0103sat lacrimile s\u0103 cad\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu te-ai g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 ar trebui s\u0103-mi spui?\u201d, am \u00eentrebat \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
\u201eBa da. De zeci de ori. Dar \u0219tiam cum e\u0219ti tu\u2026 c\u0103 o s\u0103-\u021bi par\u0103 c\u0103 \u021bi-am luat ceva ce era al t\u0103u. \u0218i\u2026 poate c\u0103 ai dreptate.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am \u00eenchis ochii o secund\u0103. Nu eram deloc m\u00e2ndru de felul \u00een care m\u0103 comportasem cu am\u00e2ndoi \u00een ultimii ani. Le-o datoram pe bune: o ascultare pe care nu o mai primiser\u0103 de mult.<\/p>\n
\u201eO iube\u0219ti?\u201d, l-am \u00eentrebat.<\/p>\n
Nu a ezitat nici m\u0103car o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eDa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i atunci am \u00een\u021beles.<\/p>\n
Eu o iubisem, dar o iubisem gre\u0219it. Cu jum\u0103t\u0103\u021bi de m\u0103sur\u0103, cu scuze, cu promisiuni c\u0103 \u201eo s\u0103 fie mai bine c\u00e2ndva\u201d. El o iubea acum. Complet, prezent, f\u0103r\u0103 resturi.<\/p>\n
Mi-am \u0219ters fa\u021ba cu palma.<\/p>\n
\u201eAtunci\u2026 \u00ee\u021bi doresc s\u0103 nu faci gre\u0219elile mele.\u201d<\/p>\n
Radu s-a luminat la fa\u021b\u0103. Pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, am v\u0103zut \u00een ochii lui acel copil care venea dup\u0103 mine prin curtea bunicilor, cer\u00e2ndu-mi s\u0103-l \u00eenv\u0103\u021b s\u0103 mearg\u0103 cu bicicleta.<\/p>\n
\u201eVrei s\u0103 vii m\u0103car la ceremonie?\u201d, m-a \u00eentrebat el.<\/p>\n
Am privit spre u\u0219ile mari ale conacului, de unde se auzea agita\u021bia invita\u021bilor. Mi-am sim\u021bit inima str\u00e2ns\u0103, dar altfel dec\u00e2t la \u00eenceput. Nu mai durea. Era\u2026 eliberat\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eNu\u201d, am spus, z\u00e2mbind trist. \u201eE ziua voastr\u0103. Eu doar\u2026 aveam nevoie s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleg.\u201d<\/p>\n
A dat din cap, \u00een\u021beleg\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n
Ne-am \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219at scurt, stingher, dar din inim\u0103. Apoi a intrat \u00een\u0103untru.<\/p>\n
Eu am r\u0103mas pe teras\u0103, privind p\u0103durea. Aerul era r\u0103coros, lini\u0219titor. Pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, m-am sim\u021bit\u2026 u\u0219or.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd am ajuns la ma\u0219in\u0103, am \u00eenchis u\u0219a \u0219i am r\u0103mas c\u00e2teva secunde nemi\u0219cat. Apoi, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tiu de ce, am \u00eenceput s\u0103 r\u00e2d \u00een \u0219oapt\u0103. Via\u021ba are un fel ciudat de a-\u021bi ar\u0103ta c\u0103 nu \u021bi se cuvine nimic \u2014 doar ce \u0219tii s\u0103 p\u0103strezi.<\/p>\n
Am pornit motorul \u0219i am cobor\u00e2t \u00eencet spre vale. \u00cen oglinda retrovizoare, conacul se f\u0103cea tot mai mic.<\/p>\n
\u201eE timpul s\u0103 \u00eencep \u0219i eu s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc\u201d, mi-am spus.<\/p>\n
\u0218i, pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een ani, chiar am crezut \u00een vorbele mele.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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