Vadim t\u0103cea. Nicio scuz\u0103 nu mai p\u0103rea suficient\u0103, niciun cuv\u00e2nt destul de puternic.<\/p>\n
\u00cen spatele lui, strada p\u0103rea un tablou de toamn\u0103 t\u00e2rzie. Frunzele uscate se rostogoleau pe trotuar, v\u00e2ntul aducea miros de ploaie \u0219i de vechi. Tania se sprijinea de tocul u\u0219ii ca \u0219i cum s-ar fi \u021binut de propria decizie. Nu mai era femeia care se ruga \u00een t\u0103cere s\u0103 se \u00eentoarc\u0103. Acum avea demnitatea unei femei care a supravie\u021buit.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu \u0219tiu unde altundeva s\u0103 merg, Tania\u2026 \u2014 \u0219opti el, ru\u0219inat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i de ce ar trebui s\u0103 te primeasc\u0103 tocmai cea pe care ai l\u0103sat-o atunci c\u00e2nd avea cea mai mare nevoie?<\/p>\n
Vadim oft\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u0219i-\u0219i cobor\u00ee genunchii pe cimentul rece.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Poate nu merit\u2026 dar tot ce \u00eemi doresc acum e s\u0103 \u00eendrept ce-am stricat. S\u0103 fiu din nou tat\u0103 pentru fata noastr\u0103. S\u0103 fiu om.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Tat\u0103? \u2014 vocea Taniei s-a \u00eenmuiat o secund\u0103. \u2014 N-ai sunat nici m\u0103car de ziua ei. Ai trimis un mesaj sec \u0219i-at\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
Vadim cl\u0103tin\u0103 din cap, cu lacrimi \u00een ochi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 N-am \u0219tiut cum s\u0103 m\u0103 apropii\u2026 Mi-era ru\u0219ine. N-am \u0219tiut dac\u0103 mai am dreptul.<\/p>\n
Tania inspir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc. \u00cei veneau \u00een minte serile \u00een care feti\u021ba lor pl\u00e2ngea \u00een bra\u021bele ei, \u00eentreb\u00e2nd \u201ede ce tata nu ne mai vrea?\u201d<\/p>\n
Privirea ei cobor\u00ee spre b\u0103rbatul \u00eengenuncheat. Ar\u0103ta mic. Nu fizic, ci \u00een tot ce fusese el c\u00e2ndva.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ridic\u0103-te, Vadim, zise ea, cu un tremur \u00een glas. Nu pentru mine, ci pentru tine. Dac\u0103 vrei s\u0103-\u021bi recape\u021bi locul \u00een via\u021ba fiicei tale, nu \u00eencepi aici, la u\u0219a mea. \u00cencepi cu ea.<\/p>\n
Vadim se ridic\u0103, mirat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Adic\u0103\u2026 pot s\u0103 o v\u0103d?<\/p>\n
\u2014 O s\u0103 decid\u0103 ea. Acum are 12 ani \u0219i o minte ascu\u021bit\u0103. N-o mai po\u021bi p\u0103c\u0103li cu floricele \u0219i promisiuni. Vino m\u00e2ine, la ora 5. Poate va vrea s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
Vadim \u00eenghi\u021bi \u00een sec, dar z\u00e2mbi cu recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mul\u021bumesc\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu-mi mul\u021bumi mie. Dac\u0103 o r\u0103ne\u0219ti din nou, o s\u0103 ai de-a face cu o mam\u0103 rom\u00e2nc\u0103. \u0218i crede-m\u0103, n-ai mai vrea s\u0103 repe\u021bi gre\u0219eala.<\/p>\n
U\u0219a s-a \u00eenchis, \u00eencet, f\u0103r\u0103 zgomot. Iar Vadim a r\u0103mas pe treptele reci, cu sufletul greu, dar pentru prima dat\u0103\u2026 cu un lic\u0103r de speran\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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