Ioana sim\u021bea cum \u00eei bate inima \u00een g\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
Camera era luminat\u0103 slab de c\u00e2teva veioze vechi, iar \u00een mijlocul dormitorului uria\u0219 nu era niciun pat preg\u0103tit pentru noaptea nun\u021bii. Nici petale de flori, nici lum\u00e2n\u0103ri, nimic din ce \u00ee\u0219i imaginase m\u0103car o secund\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen schimb, l\u00e2ng\u0103 geamul mare, st\u0103tea b\u0103tr\u00e2nul Dumitrescu \u00eentr-un fotoliu de piele, \u00eembr\u0103cat \u00eentr-un halat gri. \u00cen fa\u021ba lui era o mas\u0103 lung\u0103 plin\u0103 de dosare, h\u00e2rtii \u0219i fotografii.<\/p>\n
Dar nu asta o f\u0103cuse pe Ioana s\u0103 \u00eenghe\u021be.<\/p>\n
Pe peretele din spate erau zeci de poze cu ea.<\/p>\n
Poze din ultimii doi ani.<\/p>\n
La pia\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen autobuz.<\/p>\n
La spital cu mama ei.<\/p>\n
Ie\u0219ind de la serviciu.<\/p>\n
Ioana a f\u0103cut instinctiv un pas \u00eenapoi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce-i asta?\u2026 a \u0219optit ea.<\/p>\n
B\u0103tr\u00e2nul a ridicat privirea \u00eencet.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u00cenchide u\u0219a, te rog.<\/p>\n
Vocea lui nu mai avea nimic rece \u00een ea. P\u0103rea obosit. Foarte obosit.<\/p>\n
Ioana a r\u0103mas nemi\u0219cat\u0103 c\u00e2teva secunde, apoi a \u00eempins u\u0219a cu spatele.<\/p>\n
\u2014 De ce ave\u021bi poze cu mine?<\/p>\n
Dumitrescu \u0219i-a frecat t\u00e2mplele \u0219i a oftat ad\u00e2nc.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pentru c\u0103 te caut de doi ani.<\/p>\n
Fata a sim\u021bit cum \u00eei \u00eenghea\u021b\u0103 s\u00e2ngele.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu \u00een\u021beleg\u2026<\/p>\n
B\u0103rbatul a luat una dintre fotografii \u0219i i-a \u00eentins-o. Era o poz\u0103 cu mama ei, Elena, f\u0103cut\u0103 \u00een urm\u0103 cu aproape treizeci de ani.<\/p>\n
T\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103. Z\u00e2mbitoare.<\/p>\n
L\u00e2ng\u0103 el.<\/p>\n
Ioana a r\u0103mas f\u0103r\u0103 aer.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mama\u2026<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da, a spus \u00eencet Dumitrescu. Am iubit-o mai mult dec\u00e2t orice pe lumea asta.<\/p>\n
\u00cen camer\u0103 s-a f\u0103cut lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n
Se auzea doar ploaia care \u00eencepuse afar\u0103.<\/p>\n
Ioana \u00eel privea f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 clipeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mama mi-a spus c\u0103 tata a murit \u00eenainte s\u0103 m\u0103 nasc.<\/p>\n
B\u0103tr\u00e2nul a \u00eenchis ochii o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 A\u0219a a crezut ea c\u0103 e mai bine. Tat\u0103l t\u0103u adev\u0103rat era fiul meu.<\/p>\n
Ioana a sim\u021bit c\u0103 i se taie picioarele.<\/p>\n
S-a prins de marginea mesei.<\/p>\n
Dumitrescu s-a ridicat greu \u0219i a venit spre ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nunta asta n-a fost ce crezi tu.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Atunci ce a fost?! aproape a strigat ea.<\/p>\n
Omul a r\u0103mas c\u00e2teva secunde t\u0103cut.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ultima mea \u00eencercare s\u0103 te g\u0103sesc \u0219i s\u0103-\u021bi las tot ce am.<\/p>\n
Ioana nu mai \u00een\u021belegea nimic.<\/p>\n
B\u0103tr\u00e2nul s-a a\u0219ezat iar \u0219i a \u00eenceput s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103 \u00eencet, de parc\u0103 fiecare cuv\u00e2nt \u00eel durea.<\/p>\n
Fiul lui murise \u00eentr-un accident \u00eenainte s\u0103 afle c\u0103 Elena era \u00eens\u0103rcinat\u0103. Familia lui Dumitrescu o respinsese pe femeie, crez\u00e2nd c\u0103 urm\u0103re\u0219te banii lor. Elena disp\u0103ruse din ora\u0219 \u0219i nu mai vrusese niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 aud\u0103 de numele lor.<\/p>\n
Ani \u00eentregi, b\u0103tr\u00e2nul \u00eencercase s\u0103 o g\u0103seasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
Prea t\u00e2rziu.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd aflase de Ioana, fata era deja mare. Dar nu \u0219tia cum s\u0103 se apropie de ea f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 fug\u0103.<\/p>\n
A\u0219a c\u0103 inventase totul.<\/p>\n
Anun\u021bul de angajare.<\/p>\n
\u00cent\u00e2lnirile.<\/p>\n
Contractul.<\/p>\n
Nunta.<\/p>\n
Tot.<\/p>\n
Ioana avea lacrimi \u00een ochi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i de ce\u2026 de ce nu mi-a\u021bi spus adev\u0103rul de la \u00eenceput?<\/p>\n
Dumitrescu a z\u00e2mbit trist.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pentru c\u0103 nimeni nu crede un b\u0103tr\u00e2n bogat care apare din senin \u0219i spune c\u0103 e familie.<\/p>\n
Apoi s-a dus la unul dintre sertare \u0219i a scos o map\u0103 groas\u0103.<\/p>\n
Acte.<\/p>\n
Case.<\/p>\n
Terenuri.<\/p>\n
Conturi.<\/p>\n
Totul era trecut pe numele ei.<\/p>\n
Ioana \u00eel privea uluit\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu nu vreau banii dumneavoastr\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218tiu, a spus el calm. Tocmai de asta meri\u021bi s\u0103-i ai.<\/p>\n
\u00cen clipa aceea, b\u0103tr\u00e2nul s-a cl\u0103tinat u\u0219or.<\/p>\n
Fa\u021ba i s-a albit.<\/p>\n
Ioana a fugit spre el exact c\u00e2nd omul s-a pr\u0103bu\u0219it pe podea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Domnule Dumitrescu!<\/p>\n
Ambulan\u021ba a venit dup\u0103 dou\u0103zeci de minute.<\/p>\n
Lumina rece din salonul 412 b\u00e2z\u00e2ia continuu deasupra lor.<\/p>\n
Ioana st\u0103tea pe scaun, cu m\u00e2inile str\u00e2nse una \u00een alta.<\/p>\n
Medicii au ie\u0219it abia spre diminea\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 A f\u0103cut infarct, dar a avut noroc. Dac\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2rzia\u021bi c\u00e2teva minute\u2026<\/p>\n
Ioana a izbucnit \u00een pl\u00e2ns.<\/p>\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een mul\u021bi ani, b\u0103tr\u00e2nul nu mai era singur.<\/p>\n
Iar ea\u2026 pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een via\u021b\u0103, sim\u021bea c\u0103 are familie.<\/p>\n
Trei luni mai t\u00e2rziu, casa aceea mare nu mai p\u0103rea pustie.<\/p>\n
\u00cen curte se auzeau r\u00e2sete.<\/p>\n
Miros de sarmale.<\/p>\n
Muzic\u0103 veche rom\u00e2neasc\u0103 la radio.<\/p>\n
Iar Dumitrescu, st\u00e2nd pe teras\u0103 cu o p\u0103tur\u0103 pe genunchi, o privea pe Ioana cum ud\u0103 florile \u0219i z\u00e2mbea \u00een lini\u0219te.<\/p>\n
Nu c\u00e2\u0219tigase doar o mo\u0219tenitoare.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u0219i g\u0103sise, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it, familia pe care o pierduse cu zeci de ani \u00een urm\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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