La \u00eenceput nu a v\u0103zut dec\u00e2t \u00eentuneric. Lumina lanternei abia p\u0103trundea \u00een negura dens\u0103 a grotei. Dar pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce cobora, pere\u021bii f\u00e2nt\u00e2nii p\u0103reau s\u0103 respire \u2014 se mi\u0219cau u\u0219or, ca ni\u0219te pl\u0103m\u00e2ni umezi. Nicolae \u00eenghi\u021bi \u00een sec \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i continu\u0103 cobor\u00e2rea, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd picioarele i-au atins solul moale \u0219i n\u0103molos.<\/p>\n
Gura grotei se deschidea larg sub el, ca o ran\u0103 \u00eentunecat\u0103 \u00een p\u0103m\u00e2nt. \u00cen mijlocul ei, \u00eenconjurat de o lumin\u0103 verzui-stranie, st\u0103tea… un copil.<\/p>\n
Era o feti\u021b\u0103, descul\u021b\u0103, cu p\u0103rul ud lipit de obraji, \u00eembr\u0103cat\u0103 \u00eentr-o rochi\u021b\u0103 de p\u00e2nz\u0103 sub\u021bire. Pl\u00e2ngea \u00een \u0219oapt\u0103, iar lacrimile i se prelingeau pe obraji direct \u00een solul care le sorbea. C\u00e2nd l-a z\u0103rit pe Nicolae, s-a ridicat brusc.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ai venit… \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it, a spus ea, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 clipeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Cine e\u0219ti? Ce cau\u021bi aici?<\/p>\n
\u2014 M\u0103 cheam\u0103 Maria. Am fost prima. \u0218i am r\u0103mas. F\u00e2nt\u00e2na a luat mereu ce i s-a dat. Dar acum vrea altceva…<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce vrea?<\/p>\n
Feti\u021ba \u0219i-a \u00eentors privirea spre bolt\u0103, iar pere\u021bii grotei au \u00eenceput s\u0103 geam\u0103 u\u0219or, ca ni\u0219te voci \u00een cor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Vrea pe ea. Pe Sonia.<\/p>\n
Nicolae a sim\u021bit cum i se str\u00e2nge inima.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu! Nu \u021bi-o dau! strig\u0103 el.<\/p>\n
Feti\u021ba s-a apropiat, cu pa\u0219i lini. Nu mai p\u0103rea un copil \u2014 ochii ei erau goi, ca dou\u0103 g\u0103uri negre.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dac\u0103 nu o dai, o va lua. Cum m-a luat \u0219i pe mine.<\/p>\n
Nicolae a f\u0103cut un pas \u00een spate \u0219i s-a \u00eempiedicat. Lanterna i-a c\u0103zut din m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i s-a stins. A r\u0103mas \u00een bezn\u0103, cu respira\u021bia t\u0103iat\u0103, \u00eenconjurat de \u0219oapte \u0219i suspine.<\/p>\n
Dar atunci, \u00een \u00eentuneric, a sim\u021bit ceva \u00een buzunar. Un medalion. Era al Soniei, cu o mic\u0103 icoan\u0103 de argint d\u0103ruit\u0103 de bunica ei, \u00eenainte s\u0103 moar\u0103. L-a str\u00e2ns cu putere \u00een palm\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pleac\u0103! \u2014 a urlat cu toat\u0103 for\u021ba. \u2014 Nu ai niciun drept asupra fiicei mele!<\/p>\n
Un val de aer rece l-a izbit, \u0219i apoi… lini\u0219te. Feti\u021ba disp\u0103ruse. Pere\u021bii grotei se opreau din pulsa\u021bie. Totul era inert.<\/p>\n
Nicolae, tremur\u00e2nd, a urcat \u00eenapoi pe fr\u00e2nghie, smulg\u00e2ndu-se din acea lume a umbrelor. C\u00e2nd a ie\u0219it la suprafa\u021b\u0103, r\u0103s\u0103rea soarele. Sonia dormea lini\u0219tit\u0103, cu un z\u00e2mbet pe buze, \u00eenvelit\u0103 p\u00e2n\u0103 la g\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
De atunci, f\u00e2nt\u00e2na a fost acoperit\u0103 cu piatr\u0103 grea \u0219i ciment. Nicolae nu a mai vorbit niciodat\u0103 despre ce v\u0103zuse acolo. Dar \u00een fiecare sear\u0103, \u00eenainte de culcare, \u00eengenunchea l\u00e2ng\u0103 patul Soniei, o \u00eensemna cu semnul crucii \u0219i rostea:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Niciodat\u0103 nu te voi l\u0103sa s\u0103 te ia. Niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
La \u00eenceput nu a v\u0103zut dec\u00e2t \u00eentuneric. Lumina lanternei abia p\u0103trundea \u00een negura dens\u0103 a grotei. Dar pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce cobora, pere\u021bii f\u00e2nt\u00e2nii p\u0103reau s\u0103 respire \u2014 se mi\u0219cau u\u0219or, ca ni\u0219te pl\u0103m\u00e2ni umezi. Nicolae \u00eenghi\u021bi \u00een sec \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i continu\u0103 cobor\u00e2rea, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd picioarele i-au atins solul moale \u0219i n\u0103molos. Gura grotei se deschidea […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3010,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3009","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\/3009","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=3009"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3009\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3011,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3009\/revisions\/3011"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3010"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}