Femeia se numea Elena.<\/p>\n
Avea m\u00e2inile cr\u0103pate de la ap\u0103 \u0219i detergen\u021bi, p\u0103rul str\u00e2ns \u00eentr-un coc simplu \u0219i o rochie modest\u0103, curat\u0103, dar clar veche. Nu purta bijuterii. Nu purta tocuri. Nu avea nimic din str\u0103lucirea invita\u021bilor din jur.<\/p>\n
Doar o lini\u0219te aparte \u00een privire.<\/p>\n
\u201eEu pot \u00eencerca\u201d, a spus ea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
Un murmur a str\u0103b\u0103tut sala. Cineva a r\u00e2s scurt. Altul a dat din cap a ne\u00eencredere. Andrei s-a uitat la ea f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 clipeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u201eAi idee ce spui?\u201d, a \u00eentrebat el.<\/p>\n
Elena a \u00eencuviin\u021bat u\u0219or din cap.<\/p>\n
\u201eN-am garan\u021bii\u201d, a spus. \u201eDar \u0219tiu cum doare t\u0103cerea.\u201d<\/p>\n
A doua zi diminea\u021b\u0103, Elena a fost adus\u0103 \u00een casa mare, \u00een camera copilului.<\/p>\n
Matei st\u0103tea pe covor, cu o ma\u0219inu\u021b\u0103 stricat\u0103 \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103. Nu a ridicat privirea c\u00e2nd ea a intrat. Nu s-a mi\u0219cat. Nu a spus nimic.<\/p>\n
Elena nu i-a vorbit.<\/p>\n
Nu l-a \u00eentrebat nimic.<\/p>\n
S-a a\u0219ezat l\u00e2ng\u0103 el, pe podea, \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 repare ma\u0219inu\u021ba cu degete lente, obi\u0219nuite cu lucruri m\u0103runte.<\/p>\n
Minutele au trecut.<\/p>\n
Apoi orele.<\/p>\n
\u00cen zilele urm\u0103toare, Elena a f\u0103cut acela\u0219i lucru. A venit. S-a a\u0219ezat. A fost acolo. Uneori fredona \u00eencet o doin\u0103 veche. Alteori spunea pove\u0219ti simple, despre satul ei, despre ploaie, despre p\u00e2ine cald\u0103 scoas\u0103 din cuptor.<\/p>\n
Nu-l for\u021ba.<\/p>\n
Nu-l presa.<\/p>\n
\u00cen a \u0219aptea zi, c\u00e2nd Andrei privea din prag, Elena a \u00eentins m\u00e2na \u0219i l-a m\u00e2ng\u00e2iat pe Matei pe cap.<\/p>\n
Un gest mic.<\/p>\n
Calm.<\/p>\n
Adev\u0103rat.<\/p>\n
B\u0103iatul a tres\u0103rit.<\/p>\n
A ridicat \u00eencet privirea.<\/p>\n
\u0218i, cu o voce sub\u021bire, ruginit\u0103 de t\u0103cere, a spus:<\/p>\n
\u201eMi-e dor de mama.\u201d<\/p>\n
Andrei a sim\u021bit cum i se taie picioarele.<\/p>\n
A c\u0103zut \u00een genunchi \u0219i a pl\u00e2ns cum nu mai pl\u00e2nsese de ani \u00eentregi.<\/p>\n
Matei a continuat s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103. Pu\u021bin la \u00eenceput. Apoi tot mai mult. Despre fric\u0103. Despre noapte. Despre dor.<\/p>\n
Nu fusese magie.<\/p>\n
Fusese r\u0103bdare.<\/p>\n
Fusese omenie.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2teva luni mai t\u00e2rziu, Andrei a respectat ce promisese.<\/p>\n
Dar nu din datorie.<\/p>\n
Ci din recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
S-a c\u0103s\u0103torit cu Elena \u00eentr-o biseric\u0103 mic\u0103 de cartier. F\u0103r\u0103 fast. F\u0103r\u0103 camere de luat vederi. Doar cu Matei \u021bin\u00e2ndu-i de m\u00e2n\u0103 pe am\u00e2ndoi.<\/p>\n
Casa aceea mare n-a mai fost niciodat\u0103 la fel.<\/p>\n
A fost mai simpl\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mai cald\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mai vie.<\/p>\n
\u0218i, pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 mult timp, t\u0103cerea nu a mai locuit acolo.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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