\u2014 Nu se poate\u2026 Cum e posibil?..<\/p>\n
Femeia a f\u0103cut un pas \u00eenapoi, aproape pierz\u00e2ndu-\u0219i echilibrul. M-am apropiat instinctiv, dar ea s-a sprijinit de perete \u0219i a cl\u0103tinat din cap, cu ochii umezi. Feti\u021ba se uita c\u00e2nd la mine, c\u00e2nd la ea, nedumerit\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mam\u0103, dar… e el, nu?<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da\u2026 da, e el, \u0219opti ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Julia, am \u00eenceput eu, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-mi g\u0103sesc vocea, ne-am cunoscut vreodat\u0103?<\/p>\n
Ea \u0219i-a \u0219ters lacrimile gr\u0103bit\u0103 \u0219i a spus:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu. Adic\u0103… nu direct. Dar te \u0219tiu de o via\u021b\u0103. De ani de zile m\u0103 uit la poza ta \u0219i m\u0103 \u00eentreb ce s-ar fi \u00eent\u00e2mplat dac\u0103… dac\u0103 a\u0219 fi avut curaj atunci.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce vrei s\u0103 spui?<\/p>\n
S-a a\u0219ezat pe marginea unui scaun din verand\u0103 \u0219i mi-a f\u0103cut semn s\u0103 intru.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Acum 9 ani, eram \u00eentr-un tren, spre Bra\u0219ov. Mergeam la o m\u0103tu\u0219\u0103, dup\u0103 ce ie\u0219isem dintr-o rela\u021bie ur\u00e2t\u0103. Eram \u00eens\u0103rcinat\u0103, speriat\u0103 \u0219i complet singur\u0103. M-am a\u0219ezat \u00een compartiment \u0219i tu ai intrat la urm\u0103toarea sta\u021bie. Nu mi-ai vorbit, dar… mi-ai z\u00e2mbit. Aveai o energie… cald\u0103. M-ai \u00eentrebat dac\u0103 sunt bine. \u021ai-am spus doar c\u0103 „am avut o perioad\u0103 grea”. Apoi, \u021bi-am spus c\u0103 mi-e team\u0103. \u0218i tu ai spus: \u201eO s\u0103 fie bine. Chiar dac\u0103 pare greu acum, via\u021ba are un fel ciudat de a ne duce unde trebuie.\u201d<\/p>\n
Am r\u0103mas t\u0103cut. Nu-mi aminteam nimic. Nici trenul, nici fa\u021ba ei.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ai cobor\u00e2t dup\u0103 o or\u0103. Dar \u00eenainte de asta, ai scos o poz\u0103 din portofel. Erai t\u00e2n\u0103r, z\u00e2mbeai, cu un apus \u00een spate. Mi-ai spus: \u201ePoate \u00eentr-o zi, c\u00e2nd vei avea curaj, ai s\u0103 \u00een\u021belegi c\u0103 tot ce conteaz\u0103 e ce alegem s\u0103 iubim.\u201d Ai uitat poza pe banchet\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218i ai p\u0103strat-o…<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da. A devenit un fel de simbol pentru mine. C\u00e2nd am n\u0103scut-o pe Ana, eram singur\u0103. \u0218i de c\u00e2te ori \u00eemi era greu, scoteam poza aia \u0219i m\u0103 uitam la z\u00e2mbetul t\u0103u. \u00cemi aducea aminte c\u0103 cineva, c\u00e2ndva, mi-a spus c\u0103 o s\u0103 fie bine.<\/p>\n
M-am uitat la feti\u021b\u0103. Avea p\u0103rul ca mine, ochii ca ai mei. Am sim\u021bit cum totul \u00een mine se \u00eenv\u00e2rte. Am inspirat ad\u00e2nc \u0219i am \u00eentrebat, abia auzit:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Julia… sunt eu… tat\u0103l?<\/p>\n
Ea a z\u00e2mbit trist, dar cald.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu, nu biologic. Dar suflete\u0219te? Poate da. Pentru c\u0103 ai fost singurul care mi-a dat un gram de speran\u021b\u0103 c\u00e2nd nu mai aveam nimic. Ana a crescut cu poza ta. I-am spus c\u0103 e un om bun, care ne-a salvat f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tie.<\/p>\n
M-am a\u0219ezat l\u00e2ng\u0103 ele. A durat minute bune p\u00e2n\u0103 am putut vorbi iar.<\/p>\n
\u00cen acea dup\u0103-amiaz\u0103, am stat \u00een curtea lor p\u00e2n\u0103 la apus. Am b\u0103ut ceai cu l\u0103m\u00e2ie, Ana mi-a ar\u0103tat scoicile str\u00e2nse de pe plaj\u0103, iar Julia… Julia nu mai pl\u00e2ngea. R\u00e2dea. De parc\u0103 o povar\u0103 de ani i se ridicase de pe umeri.<\/p>\n
Am decis s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n \u00eenc\u0103 o zi. Apoi \u00eenc\u0103 una. Timpul s-a dilatat, iar via\u021ba \u2014 pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een ani \u2014 a prins contur.<\/p>\n
Ast\u0103zi, poza aia nu mai e \u00een portofelul Juliei.<\/p>\n
E \u00eenr\u0103mat\u0103, pe peretele de la intrare. Sub ea scrie simplu, cu litere aurii:<\/p>\n
\u201eUneori, o privire poate schimba o via\u021b\u0103. Alteori… o salveaz\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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