Dar nu totul era lini\u0219te. Elena se surprindea uneori privindu-l pe ascuns. \u00cei studia profilul, m\u00e2inile, felul \u00een care mergea. \u201eDe ce m\u0103 doare at\u00e2t s\u0103-l v\u0103d?\u201d, se \u00eentreba. \u201eDe ce simt nevoia s\u0103-l iau \u00een bra\u021be \u0219i s\u0103-i spun s\u0103-\u0219i pun\u0103 o geac\u0103 atunci c\u00e2nd e frig?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i repeta c\u0103 e doar dorul de mam\u0103 care n-a avut unde s\u0103 se duc\u0103<\/p>\n
\u00centr-o dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103 rece de noiembrie, ploaia b\u0103tea m\u0103runt \u00een geamurile uria\u0219e ale vilei.<\/p>\n
Andrei venise mai devreme de la birou. Era obosit, cu mintea plin\u0103 de cifre \u0219i contracte. \u0218i-a aruncat sacoul pe sp\u0103tarul scaunului \u0219i s-a dus \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce miroase a\u0219a bine? a \u00eentrebat, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 z\u00e2mbeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ciorb\u0103 de cartofi cu afum\u0103tur\u0103, a r\u0103spuns Elena. Ca la \u021bar\u0103.<\/p>\n
S-a a\u0219ezat la mas\u0103 \u0219i, \u00een timp ce m\u00e2nca, a \u00eenceput s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 despre o \u00eent\u00e2lnire ratat\u0103, despre parteneri neserio\u0219i, despre bani pierdu\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Gesticul\u00e2nd, \u0219i-a trecut m\u00e2na prin p\u0103r. Atunci Elena a v\u0103zut-o din nou.<\/p>\n
Cicatricea.<\/p>\n
O t\u0103ietur\u0103 sub\u021bire, \u00een form\u0103 de semilun\u0103, pe dosul m\u00e2inii st\u00e2ngi.<\/p>\n
Lingura i-a c\u0103zut din m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 V-a\u021bi r\u0103nit? a \u00eentrebat ea, cu glas stins.<\/p>\n
Andrei a privit cicatricea, aproape absent.<\/p>\n
\u2014 O am de c\u00e2nd eram mic. Din ce mi-au spus p\u0103rin\u021bii\u2026 am fost g\u0103sit r\u0103t\u0103cind pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 un t\u00e2rg. Se pare c\u0103 m-am t\u0103iat \u00eentr-o tabl\u0103 ruginit\u0103. N-am amintiri clare. Doar\u2026 zgomot. Muzic\u0103. Mult\u0103 lume.<\/p>\n
Inima Elenei a \u00eenceput s\u0103 bat\u0103 at\u00e2t de tare \u00eenc\u00e2t i se p\u0103rea c\u0103 se aude \u00een toat\u0103 buc\u0103t\u0103ria.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Un t\u00e2rg? a \u0219optit ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da. La marginea ora\u0219ului. Aveam cam trei ani.<\/p>\n
Trei ani.<\/p>\n
T\u00e2rg.<\/p>\n
Tabl\u0103 ruginit\u0103.<\/p>\n
Elena s-a sprijinit de mas\u0103 ca s\u0103 nu cad\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mai \u021bii minte ceva? a \u00eentrebat, cu lacrimi \u00een ochi.<\/p>\n
Andrei a \u00eenchis ochii o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Miros de porumb fiert. \u0218i\u2026 o voce. O voce care striga \u201eMatei!\u201d<\/p>\n
Lingura a c\u0103zut din nou, de data asta din m\u00e2na lui.<\/p>\n
Elena nu mai pl\u00e2ngea. Tremura.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Matei, a spus ea, rar. A\u0219a te cheam\u0103. A\u0219a te-am strigat dou\u0103zeci de ani.<\/p>\n
Andrei a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce spune\u021bi?<\/p>\n
Elena \u0219i-a suflecat m\u00e2neca. Pe antebra\u021b avea un mic tatuaj vechi, \u0219ters de timp: \u201eMatei \u2014 2000\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Te-am pierdut la b\u00e2lci. Te-am c\u0103utat p\u00e2n\u0103 n-am mai avut glas. Ai cicatricea de la tabla gardului de l\u00e2ng\u0103 taraba cu porumb. \u021ai-am legat m\u00e2na cu col\u021bul baticului meu.<\/p>\n
Camera p\u0103rea c\u0103 se \u00eenv\u00e2rte.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu\u2026 nu se poate, a murmurat el.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Te rog, a spus ea, apropiindu-se. Uit\u0103-te la mine. Uit\u0103-te bine.<\/p>\n
\u0218i atunci s-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat.<\/p>\n
Nu ca \u00een filme, cu muzic\u0103 dramatic\u0103.<\/p>\n
Ci simplu.<\/p>\n
Andrei a privit-o atent. Ridurile. Ochii c\u0103prui. Felul \u00een care \u00ee\u0219i mu\u0219ca buza c\u00e2nd era emo\u021bionat\u0103.<\/p>\n
Un val de amintiri i-a lovit pieptul.<\/p>\n
Un r\u00e2s.<\/p>\n
Un c\u00e2ntec \u0219optit.<\/p>\n
O m\u00e2n\u0103 cald\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mam\u0103? a rostit el, pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een via\u021b\u0103 cu sens.<\/p>\n
Elena a izbucnit \u00een pl\u00e2ns \u0219i l-a str\u00e2ns la piept, a\u0219a cum visase \u00een fiecare noapte timp de dou\u0103zeci de ani.<\/p>\n
Nu conta c\u0103 avea aproape treizeci de ani. Pentru ea era tot copilul de trei ani, pierdut \u00een mul\u021bime.<\/p>\n
Testele ADN au confirmat c\u00e2teva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni mai t\u00e2rziu ceea ce inimile lor \u0219tiau deja.<\/p>\n
Andrei Dumitrescu nu era doar mo\u0219tenitorul unui imperiu.<\/p>\n
Era Matei Popa.<\/p>\n
Fiul unei femei care nu \u00eencetase niciodat\u0103 s\u0103-l caute.<\/p>\n
Vila din Snagov nu mai era rece.<\/p>\n
Nu mai era doar marmur\u0103 \u0219i sticl\u0103.<\/p>\n
Avea r\u00e2sete \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie.<\/p>\n
Avea miros de cozonac de s\u0103rb\u0103tori.<\/p>\n
Avea dou\u0103 vie\u021bi rupte care se lipiser\u0103 la loc.<\/p>\n
Iar cicatricea aceea veche nu mai era o ran\u0103.<\/p>\n
Era dovada c\u0103 miracolele exist\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u0218i c\u0103, uneori, Dumnezeu nu uit\u0103 nici strig\u0103tul unei mame.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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