Tomi\u021b\u0103 s-a lipit mai tare de Raluca, sim\u021bind cum ploaia se transform\u0103 \u00eentr-o perdea rece \u00een jurul lor. Femeia l-a tras u\u0219or dup\u0103 tarab\u0103, ferindu-l de privirile oamenilor care \u00eencepeau s\u0103 se str\u00e2ng\u0103 curio\u0219i.<\/p>\n
B\u0103rbatul care se apropiase avea pa\u0219i grei, iar ochii lui \u00eentuneca\u021bi parc\u0103 r\u0103scoleau tot trecutul.
Raluca \u00ee\u0219i mu\u0219c\u0103 buza, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0219i p\u0103streze calmul.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce vrei de la copil? \u00eentreb\u0103 ea, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0219i \u00eent\u0103reasc\u0103 vocea.
\u2014 Vreau adev\u0103rul, r\u0103spunse omul. Dac\u0103 e cine cred eu\u2026 atunci b\u0103iatul \u0103sta e singurul lucru r\u0103mas din sora mea. \u0218i nu pot s\u0103-l las a\u0219a, \u00een drum.<\/p>\n
La auzul acelor cuvinte, Tomi\u021b\u0103 tremur\u0103. \u00ce\u0219i str\u00e2nse medalionul la piept, de parc\u0103 ar fi vrut s\u0103-\u0219i \u021bin\u0103 mama l\u00e2ng\u0103 el.<\/p>\n
Raluca \u00eel acoperi cu bra\u021bul, ca o clo\u0219c\u0103 ce-\u0219i ap\u0103r\u0103 puiul.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pe copilul \u0103sta nu-l ia nimeni cu for\u021ba, spuse ea. E ud, fl\u0103m\u00e2nd \u0219i speriat. \u0218i p\u00e2n\u0103 nu afl\u0103m tot, r\u0103m\u00e2ne la mine.<\/p>\n
B\u0103rbatul o privi lung. Era vizibil obosit, cople\u0219it. \u00cen loc s\u0103 ridice tonul, oft\u0103 greu \u0219i d\u0103du din cap.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bine, dar vreau s\u0103 stau de vorb\u0103 cu voi.<\/p>\n
Au intrat \u00eentr-un gang ferit, unde ploaia b\u0103tea mai \u00eencet. Tomi\u021b\u0103 st\u0103tea \u00eentre ei, privind c\u00e2nd la unul, c\u00e2nd la cel\u0103lalt, ca un pui de animal prins \u00eentre dou\u0103 lumi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Spune-mi, zise b\u0103rbatul blajin, cum o chema pe mama ta?
\u2014 Alina, r\u0103spunse b\u0103iatul \u00eencet. A murit\u2026 acum un an.<\/p>\n
Omului \u00eei tremur\u0103 b\u0103rbia. Raluca v\u0103zu cum ochii i se umezeser\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Alina era sora mea mai mic\u0103, spuse el cu glasul schimbat. A plecat de acas\u0103 c\u00e2nd avea dou\u0103zeci de ani, certat\u0103 cu toat\u0103 lumea. N-am mai \u0219tiut nimic de ea.<\/p>\n
Raluca se sprijini de perete, sim\u021bind c\u0103 genunchii nu o mai \u021bin. Totul se lega. Fotografia. Numele. Sem\u0103narea.<\/p>\n
Tomi\u021b\u0103 se uita pierdut, ne\u00een\u021beleg\u00e2nd de ce adul\u021bii p\u0103reau at\u00e2t de tulbura\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu\u2026 nu mai am pe nimeni, \u0219opti el. Doar medalionul \u0103sta.<\/p>\n
Raluca \u00eengenunche l\u00e2ng\u0103 el \u0219i \u00eei puse m\u00e2na pe obraz.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De azi \u00eenainte ai pe mine, puiule. Nu te mai las.<\/p>\n
B\u0103rbatul inspir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i pe mine, dac\u0103 vrei. Sunt unchiul t\u0103u. Te jur c\u0103 nu te abandonez.<\/p>\n
Pentru prima oar\u0103 \u00een via\u021ba lui, Tomi\u021b\u0103 se sim\u021bea dorit. Nu pentru m\u00e2ncare, nu din mil\u0103, ci pentru cine era el cu adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
Ploaia s-a oprit treptat, iar lumina palid\u0103 a dup\u0103-amiezii cobor\u00ee peste t\u00e2rg. Raluca le propuse s\u0103 mearg\u0103 la ea acas\u0103, o locuin\u021b\u0103 modest\u0103, dar cald\u0103, la marginea ora\u0219ului. Tomi\u021b\u0103 mergea \u00eentre ei, \u021bin\u00e2nd-o de m\u00e2n\u0103 pe Raluca, iar cu cealalt\u0103 ating\u00e2ndu-l pe b\u0103rbat, ca s\u0103 se asigure c\u0103 nu \u00eei va pierde.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd au ajuns, femeia \u00eenc\u0103lzi sup\u0103. B\u0103iatul m\u00e2nc\u0103 \u00eencet, ca \u0219i cum i-ar fi fost fric\u0103 s\u0103 nu dispar\u0103 totul ca un vis.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De acum \u00eenainte, spuse Raluca, o lu\u0103m de la cap\u0103t. Cu acte, cu tot ce trebuie. Copilul \u0103sta merit\u0103 o via\u021b\u0103 adev\u0103rat\u0103.<\/p>\n
B\u0103rbatul d\u0103du din cap.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i eu o s\u0103 ajut. Oric\u00e2t o costa. A\u0219a repar ce n-am f\u0103cut pentru sora mea.<\/p>\n
\u00cen acea sear\u0103, Tomi\u021b\u0103 adormi \u00eentr-un pat adev\u0103rat, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp. Se cuib\u0103ri sub plapum\u0103, str\u00e2ng\u00e2nd medalionul \u00een palm\u0103. Dar, \u00eenainte s\u0103 \u00eenchid\u0103 ochii, se ridic\u0103 \u0219i se uit\u0103 spre cei doi adul\u021bi care st\u0103teau \u00een prag.<\/p>\n
\u2014 R\u0103m\u00e2ne\u021bi aici, da? Nu pleca\u021bi\u2026<\/p>\n
Raluca se apropie, \u00eel s\u0103rut\u0103 pe frunte \u0219i \u00eei z\u00e2mbi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu plec nic\u0103ieri, puiule. Ai ajuns exact unde trebuia.<\/p>\n
Iar \u00een timp ce somnul \u00eel prindea u\u0219or, ceva \u00een sufletul lui se a\u0219ez\u0103 la locul potrivit \u2014 pentru prima oar\u0103.<\/p>\n
A g\u0103sit nu doar oameni\u2026 ci o familie.<\/p>\n
O familie care avea s\u0103-l iubeasc\u0103 pentru tot restul vie\u021bii.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Tomi\u021b\u0103 s-a lipit mai tare de Raluca, sim\u021bind cum ploaia se transform\u0103 \u00eentr-o perdea rece \u00een jurul lor. Femeia l-a tras u\u0219or dup\u0103 tarab\u0103, ferindu-l de privirile oamenilor care \u00eencepeau s\u0103 se str\u00e2ng\u0103 curio\u0219i. B\u0103rbatul care se apropiase avea pa\u0219i grei, iar ochii lui \u00eentuneca\u021bi parc\u0103 r\u0103scoleau tot trecutul.Raluca \u00ee\u0219i mu\u0219c\u0103 buza, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-\u0219i p\u0103streze […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":13912,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13911","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\/13911","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=13911"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13911\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13913,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13911\/revisions\/13913"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/13912"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13911"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13911"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13911"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}