Dar chiar \u00een acel moment, ceva a \u00eenceput s\u0103 sc\u00e2r\u021b\u00e2ie. Domnul Lupu s-a oprit din num\u0103rat, a ridicat spr\u00e2nceana \u0219i a cerut din nou lini\u0219te deplin\u0103. Copiii s-au mai domolit, fo\u0219nind doar rucsacii. A num\u0103rat \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103. A treia oar\u0103. \u0218i apoi a rostit cu o voce care i-a f\u0103cut pe to\u021bi s\u0103 \u00eencremeneasc\u0103:<\/p>\n
\u201eLipsea Mihai.\u201d<\/p>\n
La \u00eenceput, colegii au r\u00e2s, convin\u0219i c\u0103 era doar o \u00eent\u00e2rziere obi\u0219nuit\u0103. Mihai era genul de copil curios, care r\u0103m\u00e2nea uneori \u00een urm\u0103 s\u0103 fac\u0103 o poz\u0103 sau s\u0103 studieze o piatr\u0103 mai interesant\u0103. Dar, c\u00e2nd profesorii au \u00eenceput s\u0103 \u00eel strige pe nume prin toat\u0103 zona de campare, atmosfera s-a schimbat.<\/p>\n
Nu r\u0103spundea.<\/p>\n
Costel, ghidul, a pornit imediat \u00eentr-o direc\u021bie pe care doar el p\u0103rea s\u0103 o \u00een\u021beleag\u0103. P\u0103\u0219ea repede, cu ochii la p\u0103m\u00e2nt, urm\u0103rind urme invizibile pentru ceilal\u021bi. Profesorii au \u00eemp\u0103r\u021bit elevii \u00een grupuri mici, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 men\u021bin\u0103 ordinea, dar tensiunea cre\u0219tea cu fiecare minut.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 vreo jum\u0103tate de or\u0103, to\u021bi cei trei profesori \u0219tiau c\u0103 nu mai era vorba de \u201e\u00eent\u00e2rziere\u201d. Era mai grav.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd l-au sunat pe director, vocea acestuia s-a auzit prin receptor mai aspr\u0103 ca oric\u00e2nd:
\u201eAnun\u021ba\u021bi imediat Salvamontul. \u0218i Poli\u021bia.\u201d<\/p>\n
Vestea a ajuns acas\u0103 la Carmen Ionescu la scurt timp dup\u0103 aceea. Femeia era la serviciu, la fabrica unde lucra la band\u0103, \u0219i a sim\u021bit cum i se taie picioarele c\u00e2nd a auzit c\u0103 Mihai \u201enu mai e cu grupa\u201d. A l\u0103sat totul balt\u0103 \u0219i a plecat direct spre mun\u021bi, cu inima b\u0103t\u00e2ndu-i \u00een piept ca un ciocan.<\/p>\n
\u00centre timp, \u00een Apuseni \u00eencepuse cea mai mare c\u0103utare pe care oamenii din zon\u0103 o v\u0103zuser\u0103 vreodat\u0103. Salvamonti\u0219ti, jandarmi montani, p\u0103durari, voluntari din satele apropiate \u2014 to\u021bi au pornit s\u0103 \u00eel caute pe b\u0103iatul cu z\u00e2mbet cald \u0219i carne\u021belul plin de desene.<\/p>\n
Orele au trecut. Ziua s-a transformat \u00een sear\u0103, iar seara \u00een noapte.<\/p>\n
Lanternelor li se vedeau luminile ca ni\u0219te licurici r\u0103t\u0103ci\u021bi printre brazi.<\/p>\n
Nimic.<\/p>\n
Pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce treceau zilele, presa a \u00eenceput s\u0103 apar\u0103, iar povestea b\u0103iatului disp\u0103rut din excursie a ajuns \u00een toate ziarele. Rom\u00e2nia \u00eentreag\u0103 st\u0103tea cu sufletul la gur\u0103.<\/p>\n
Colegii lui Mihai pl\u00e2ngeau \u00een fiecare sear\u0103, vinova\u021bi c\u0103 nu observaser\u0103 nimic ciudat, c\u0103 nu l-au strigat mai devreme, c\u0103 nu \u00eel \u021binuser\u0103 mai aproape.<\/p>\n
Dar, dintre to\u021bi, Carmen era cea care suferea cel mai tare. Nu dormea, nu m\u00e2nca, nu vorbea dec\u00e2t at\u00e2t:
\u201eTrebuie s\u0103-l g\u0103sim. Trebuie. E b\u0103iatul meu.\u201d<\/p>\n
Zilnic cobora \u00een Pe\u0219teri, \u00eenso\u021bit\u0103 de salvatori. De fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd vedea o umbr\u0103, tres\u0103rea. De fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd cineva spunea \u201eam g\u0103sit ceva\u201d, \u00ee\u0219i sim\u021bea via\u021ba at\u00e2rn\u00e2nd de un fir.<\/p>\n
Trecuser\u0103 trei s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni. Apoi patru.<\/p>\n
Oamenii, epuiza\u021bi, sim\u021beau c\u0103 speran\u021ba se sub\u021biaz\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen a 39-a zi de la dispari\u021bie, un p\u0103durar b\u0103tr\u00e2n dintr-un sat vecin, pe nume mo\u0219 Petru, a venit la echipele de c\u0103utare cu un b\u0103\u021b lung \u0219i un cojoc vechi pe el.<\/p>\n
\u201eEu \u0219tiu locul unde v-a\u021bi uitat cel mai pu\u021bin. Acolo se ascund animalele r\u0103nite. Poate\u2026 poate s-o fi ascuns \u0219i b\u0103iatul.\u201d<\/p>\n
L-au urmat. Au mers ore \u00eentregi printr-un traseu greu, prin grohoti\u0219 \u0219i col\u021buri de st\u00e2nc\u0103. La un moment dat, b\u0103tr\u00e2nul s-a oprit \u0219i a ridicat b\u0103\u021bul.<\/p>\n
\u201eAcolo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Era o deschiz\u0103tur\u0103 mic\u0103, ascuns\u0103 sub o st\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd salvamonti\u0219tii au intrat, au urlat dup\u0103 doar c\u00e2teva secunde:<\/p>\n
\u201eL-am g\u0103sit!\u201d<\/p>\n
Mihai era \u00eentins pe o lespede, sl\u0103bit, murdar \u0219i aproape f\u0103r\u0103 vlag\u0103, dar \u00een via\u021b\u0103. Camera lui foto era l\u00e2ng\u0103 el. Carne\u021belul \u2014 la piept.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd Carmen l-a v\u0103zut, a c\u0103zut \u00een genunchi, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd cu hohote:
\u201eDoamne, mul\u021bumesc! B\u0103iatul meu\u2026 b\u0103iatul meu e aici!\u201d<\/p>\n
Mihai a supravie\u021buit povestind mai t\u00e2rziu c\u0103 alunecase \u00eentr-o zon\u0103 abrupt\u0103, r\u0103nindu-se la picior, \u0219i nu mai putuse urca. Tr\u0103ise cu ap\u0103 rece \u0219i c\u00e2teva gust\u0103ri r\u0103t\u0103cite prin rucsac.<\/p>\n
\u00centoarcerea acas\u0103 a fost ca o s\u0103rb\u0103toare na\u021bional\u0103.<\/p>\n
Iar vestea\u2026 adev\u0103rul pe care l-au aflat abia 35 de ani mai t\u00e2rziu\u2026 avea s\u0103 lase Rom\u00e2nia f\u0103r\u0103 cuvinte.<\/p>\n
Dar asta e o alt\u0103 poveste.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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