Ochii lui Ion se mi\u0219cau greu, ca prin cea\u021b\u0103. La \u00eenceput a v\u0103zut doar o siluet\u0103, apoi un chip. Un chip cunoscut. Prea cunoscut.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Tat\u0103\u2026 Doamne, tat\u0103, m\u0103 auzi?<\/p>\n
Vocea \u00eei tremura. Era Mihai. \u00cengenuncheat \u00een z\u0103pad\u0103, cu paltonul descheiat, \u00eencerca st\u00e2ngaci s\u0103-i frece m\u00e2inile \u00eenghe\u021bate.<\/p>\n
Ion a clipit. Nu visa. Frigul, durerea, ru\u0219inea \u2014 toate erau reale.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce cau\u021bi aici? a \u0219optit el, abia auzit.<\/p>\n
Mihai nu a r\u0103spuns imediat. L-a ajutat s\u0103 se ridice, l-a sprijinit cu greu p\u00e2n\u0103 la ma\u0219in\u0103 \u0219i a pornit c\u0103ldura la maximum. Abia atunci, cu ochii ro\u0219ii \u0219i obrajii ar\u0219i de frig, a \u00eenceput s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am g\u0103sit geanta ta pe hol\u2026 dup\u0103 ce ai plecat. Am \u00eentrebat-o pe Elena unde e\u0219ti. Mi-a spus c\u0103 \u201ete-ai descurcat\u201d. Atunci mi-a c\u0103zut ceva pe mine. Ca un sac de ciment.<\/p>\n
Ion privea pe geam. Luminile ora\u0219ului treceau \u00eence\u021bo\u0219ate. Bucure\u0219tiul nu mai p\u0103rea al lui.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am realizat c\u0103 te-am l\u0103sat singur, a continuat Mihai. C\u0103 am t\u0103cut prea mult. C\u0103 am ales lini\u0219tea mea \u00een locul t\u0103u.<\/p>\n
Au ajuns la Urgen\u021b\u0103. Medicii l-au preluat rapid. Hipotermie u\u0219oar\u0103, deshidratare, epuizare. Nimic ireversibil, au spus. Dar destul c\u00e2t s\u0103 sperie.<\/p>\n
Mihai a stat pe scaunul din hol toat\u0103 noaptea. N-a pus m\u00e2na pe telefon. N-a dormit. Diminea\u021ba, c\u00e2nd Ion s-a trezit, fiul lui era acolo.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Tat\u0103, o s\u0103 stai la mine. Nu \u00een apartament. La casa bunicilor, la \u021bar\u0103. Am \u00eenceput deja s\u0103 o pun la punct.<\/p>\n
Ion a z\u00e2mbit slab. Casa veche din Arge\u0219. Cu sob\u0103, cu miros de mere \u0219i lemne. Cu via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i Elena? a \u00eentrebat \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
Mihai a oftat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Elena r\u0103m\u00e2ne unde vrea. Eu am ales unde trebuie.<\/p>\n
Au plecat din ora\u0219 \u00een aceea\u0219i zi. La \u021bar\u0103, lucrurile au prins via\u021b\u0103 \u00eencet. Mihai a reparat soba. Ion a m\u0103turat curtea. Vecinii au venit cu o saco\u0219\u0103 de cartofi, o sticl\u0103 de \u021buic\u0103, o vorb\u0103 bun\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o sear\u0103, st\u00e2nd pe prisp\u0103, Ion a scos din buzunar o h\u00e2rtie mototolit\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce e asta? a \u00eentrebat Mihai.<\/p>\n
\u2014 O h\u00e2rtie cu datorie. 5.000 de lei. I-am \u00eemprumutat c\u00e2nd erai student. N-am mai pomenit-o niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mihai a \u00eempins h\u00e2rtia \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu-mi datorezi nimic. Dimpotriv\u0103.<\/p>\n
Au t\u0103cut. Focul trosnea. Departe, un c\u00e2ine l\u0103tra.<\/p>\n
Prim\u0103vara a venit devreme anul acela. Ion s-a pus pe gr\u0103din\u0103. A prins putere. A prins chef de via\u021b\u0103. \u00centr-o duminic\u0103, Mihai a adus un copil de m\u00e2n\u0103. B\u0103iatul lui.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bunicule, a spus micu\u021bul, timid.<\/p>\n
Ion a sim\u021bit cum i se str\u00e2nge inima. Dar nu de durere. De plin.<\/p>\n
\u00cen ziua aceea, a \u00een\u021beles ceva simplu \u0219i clar: nu frigul aproape l-a omor\u00e2t, ci lipsa de loc \u00een via\u021ba celor pe care \u00eei iubea.<\/p>\n
Iar c\u00e2nd locul i-a fost redat, via\u021ba s-a \u00eentors la el \u2014 \u00eentreag\u0103, cald\u0103 \u0219i adev\u0103rat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ochii lui Ion se mi\u0219cau greu, ca prin cea\u021b\u0103. La \u00eenceput a v\u0103zut doar o siluet\u0103, apoi un chip. Un chip cunoscut. Prea cunoscut. \u2014 Tat\u0103\u2026 Doamne, tat\u0103, m\u0103 auzi? Vocea \u00eei tremura. Era Mihai. \u00cengenuncheat \u00een z\u0103pad\u0103, cu paltonul descheiat, \u00eencerca st\u00e2ngaci s\u0103-i frece m\u00e2inile \u00eenghe\u021bate. Ion a clipit. Nu visa. Frigul, durerea, ru\u0219inea […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":19037,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19036","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\/19036","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=19036"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19036\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19038,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19036\/revisions\/19038"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/19037"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19036"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19036"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19036"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}