\u2014 Am crescut-o de c\u00e2nd era un pui, zise Dottie cu voce joas\u0103, aproape ca pentru ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i. A fost singura care a supravie\u021buit iernii aceleia grele. So\u021bul meu i-a f\u0103cut cote\u021bul cu m\u00e2inile lui.<\/p>\n
Junie s-a str\u00e2ns mai tare \u00een jurul lui Clove, iar pas\u0103rea, \u00een mod ciudat, p\u0103rea s\u0103 se lini\u0219teasc\u0103 \u00een bra\u021bele ei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dup\u0103 ce el s-a dus, continua Dottie, Clove a r\u0103mas singura constant\u0103. M\u0103 a\u0219tepta \u00een fiecare diminea\u021b\u0103. Dar acum… nu mai poate s\u0103 urce pe ramp\u0103. Nu mai m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103. Nu mai ou\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mi-am trecut m\u00e2na prin p\u0103rul fiicei mele, sim\u021bind cum tremur\u0103 pu\u021bin.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i ai vrut s\u0103… s-o la\u0219i s\u0103 plece? am \u00eentrebat, cu o oarecare re\u021binere.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu pentru c\u0103 vreau, drag\u0103, ci pentru c\u0103 nu mai pot s-o v\u0103d suferind.<\/p>\n
Junie s-a uitat \u00een ochii ei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dar poate… poate vrea doar s\u0103 nu fie singur\u0103, a \u0219optit. Ca bunicul, c\u00e2nd ne \u021binea de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
A fost o lini\u0219te grea. Trei genera\u021bii \u0219i o g\u0103in\u0103, \u00een mijlocul unei cur\u021bi, fiecare cu o durere negr\u0103it\u0103.<\/p>\n
Dottie s-a aplecat pu\u021bin, \u0219i-a dat jos m\u0103nu\u0219ile de gr\u0103din\u0103rit \u0219i le-a l\u0103sat pe gard. Apoi s-a apropiat \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Poate ai dreptate, micu\u021bo. Poate c\u0103 nu-i timpul ei. Poate c\u0103 doar avea nevoie de cineva.<\/p>\n
Junie a z\u00e2mbit larg. A fost prima oar\u0103 \u00een multe s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni c\u00e2nd am v\u0103zut acel z\u00e2mbet complet. Dup\u0103 moartea bunicului, se \u00eenchisese mult \u00een ea. Nu pl\u00e2nsese prea mult, dar \u00ee\u0219i pierduse str\u0103lucirea din privire.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Putem avea grij\u0103 de ea? a \u00eentrebat. Numai pu\u021bin. Doar p\u00e2n\u0103 se face mai bine.<\/p>\n
Dottie a privit spre Clove, apoi spre Junie, apoi spre mine.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Doar dac\u0103 promi\u021bi c\u0103 o s-o la\u0219i s\u0103 te \u021bin\u0103 de m\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd e\u0219ti trist\u0103. A\u0219a cum ai f\u0103cut cu bunicul.<\/p>\n
Junie a dat din cap.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i c\u0103 o s-o \u00eentrebi ce viseaz\u0103, c\u00e2nd o prinzi dormind, a continuat Dottie.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Promit, a spus Junie.<\/p>\n
\u0218i astfel, Clove a devenit \u201eg\u0103ina de consiliere emo\u021bional\u0103\u201d, cum a glumit fratele meu mai t\u00e2rziu.<\/p>\n
Au trecut s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni. Clove nu a \u00eenceput dintr-odat\u0103 s\u0103 zboare sau s\u0103 ou\u0103 din nou. Dar a \u00eenceput s\u0103 se ridice. S\u0103 ciuguleasc\u0103. S\u0103 se uite dup\u0103 Junie prin curte.<\/p>\n
\u0218i Junie? A \u00eenceput s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 din nou despre \u0219coal\u0103. S\u0103 c\u00e2nte. S\u0103 scrie scrisori \u201epentru bunicul \u0219i Clove\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, c\u00e2nd am ie\u0219it cu ceaiul pe teras\u0103, am v\u0103zut-o pe fiica mea st\u00e2nd cu Clove \u00een poal\u0103, cu o carte \u00een m\u00e2ini, citindu-i.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce-i cite\u0219ti? am \u00eentrebat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Despre cum se nasc stelele, mi-a r\u0103spuns. Poate c\u0103 \u0219i g\u0103inile au stelele lor.<\/p>\n
Am z\u00e2mbit.<\/p>\n
Nu \u0219tiu dac\u0103 Clove \u00een\u021belegea. Dar \u0219tiu sigur c\u0103 Junie \u00eencepea s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103. Despre suferin\u021b\u0103. Despre iubire. Despre promisiuni f\u0103cute celor care nu pot vorbi, dar simt tot.<\/p>\n
\u0218i poate c\u0103, \u00eentr-un fel ciudat, o g\u0103in\u0103 mic\u0103 \u0219i \u00eenc\u0103p\u0103\u021b\u00e2nat\u0103 ne-a ajutat pe to\u021bi s\u0103 ne vindec\u0103m.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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