Laura a sim\u021bit cum un fior rece i-a str\u0103b\u0103tut \u0219ira spin\u0103rii. Privi fix \u00een ochii Anei \u0219i pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een via\u021ba ei a v\u0103zut \u00een privirea acelei femei t\u0103cute ceva ce nu putea fi contrazis: groaz\u0103 pur\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u0218oferul de la poart\u0103 ridicase deja bariera, iar aerul de diminea\u021b\u0103 p\u0103rea mai greu ca niciodat\u0103. Laura nu mai auzea nimic altceva \u00een jur, doar inima care \u00eei b\u0103tea cu putere \u00een urechi.<\/p>\n
A ie\u0219it din ma\u0219in\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 rosteasc\u0103 un cuv\u00e2nt \u0219i s-a sprijinit de portier\u0103, sim\u021bind c\u0103 picioarele \u00eei tremur\u0103. Privirea i s-a \u00eentunecat pentru c\u00e2teva clipe, dar \u0219i-a rec\u0103p\u0103tat imediat controlul. Dac\u0103 era adev\u0103rat, atunci fiecare secund\u0103 conta.<\/p>\n
Ana a f\u0103cut c\u00e2\u021biva pa\u0219i \u00een spate, convins\u0103 c\u0103 spusese prea mult. \u0218tia c\u0103, odat\u0103 aflat, Iulian nu i-ar fi iertat niciodat\u0103 tr\u0103darea. Dar t\u0103cerea ar fi \u00eensemnat moartea Laurei, \u0219i asta nu putea duce pe suflet.<\/p>\n
Laura a ridicat ochii spre ferestrele conacului. Dintr-una dintre ele, o perdea se mi\u0219c\u0103 subtil. Nu era v\u00e2nt, \u0219tia asta. Era privirea lui Iulian, atent\u0103, calculatoare, care p\u00e2nde\u0219te.<\/p>\n
Femeia \u00ee\u0219i str\u00e2nse paltonul pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 ea \u0219i spuse rar, dar cu o for\u021b\u0103 care r\u0103zb\u0103tea dincolo de fric\u0103:
\u2014 Nu m\u0103 va dobor\u00ee at\u00e2t de u\u0219or.<\/p>\n
\u00cen loc s\u0103 plece la ora\u0219, Laura a chemat gr\u0103bit\u0103 vizitiul b\u0103tr\u00e2n care o slujise pe mama ei \u00eenainte s\u0103 moar\u0103. Omul, loial familiei de decenii, a \u00een\u021beles dintr-o singur\u0103 privire c\u0103 ceva era grav. F\u0103r\u0103 explica\u021bii, a scos din grajd tr\u0103sura veche, pr\u0103fuit\u0103, pe care nimeni nu o mai folosise de ani.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Cu asta n-o s\u0103 b\u0103nuiasc\u0103 nimic, \u0219opti Laura. Dac\u0103 Dumnezeu \u00eemi d\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 o zi, vreau s\u0103 o folosesc s\u0103-mi fac dreptate.<\/p>\n
Drumul p\u00e2n\u0103 la ora\u0219, prin uli\u021bele de \u021bar\u0103, \u00eei p\u0103rea acum o binecuv\u00e2ntare. Fiecare piatr\u0103, fiecare r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103 de copac pe care tr\u0103sura o s\u0103lta \u00eei amintea de copil\u0103ria petrecut\u0103 la bunici, c\u00e2nd se ascundea \u00een lanurile de porumb ca s\u0103 scape de certurile p\u0103rin\u021bilor. Atunci \u00ee\u0219i jurase c\u0103 nu va fi niciodat\u0103 o victim\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen ora\u0219, Laura s-a dus direct la notar. Cu m\u00e2inile tremur\u00e2nde, dar cu mintea limpede, a cerut s\u0103 fie preg\u0103tite documente prin care s\u0103-\u0219i pun\u0103 averea sub protec\u021bia unei funda\u021bii. Tot ce avea s\u0103 fie de acum \u00eenainte destinat copiilor din satele s\u0103race, nu s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 pe m\u00e2na unui b\u0103rbat care voia s\u0103 o omoare.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dac\u0103 m\u00e2ine nu mai sunt, s\u0103 \u0219tie toat\u0103 lumea adev\u0103rul, i-a spus ea notarului cu o voce ap\u0103sat\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00centre timp, \u00een conac, Iulian \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103dea seama c\u0103 planul \u00eei sc\u0103pase de sub control. Ma\u0219ina era acolo, neatins\u0103, iar Ana lipsea din \u00eenc\u0103perile \u00een care trebuia s\u0103 fie. Un val de furie \u00eei \u00eentunec\u0103 chipul.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd Laura s-a \u00eentors, nu mai era femeia speriat\u0103 de diminea\u021b\u0103. A intrat pe u\u0219a cea mare cu pa\u0219i siguri, cu privirea sus \u0219i cu un dosar de acte \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103. \u00cen spatele ei mergea preotul satului, chemat ca martor, \u0219i doi oameni ai legii.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Jocul s-a terminat, Iuliane, a spus ea cu o voce clar\u0103. Averea nu-\u021bi mai apar\u021bine \u0219i, mai presus de toate, nici eu nu-\u021bi mai apar\u021bin.<\/p>\n
Chipul lui s-a \u00eenro\u0219it, dar \u00eenainte s\u0103 poat\u0103 rosti ceva, unul dintre jandarmi i-a pus m\u00e2na pe um\u0103r. Ana privea din col\u021bul coridorului, cu ochii umezi de lacrimi.<\/p>\n
Pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 ani \u00eentregi, \u00een casa aceea nu mai domnea frica, ci dreptatea.<\/p>\n
Laura, eliberat\u0103, sim\u021bea c\u0103 via\u021ba abia atunci \u00eencepea. Iar c\u00e2nd a ie\u0219it din nou pe treptele conacului, razele soarelui c\u0103deau peste ea ca o binecuv\u00e2ntare.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Laura a sim\u021bit cum un fior rece i-a str\u0103b\u0103tut \u0219ira spin\u0103rii. Privi fix \u00een ochii Anei \u0219i pentru prima dat\u0103 \u00een via\u021ba ei a v\u0103zut \u00een privirea acelei femei t\u0103cute ceva ce nu putea fi contrazis: groaz\u0103 pur\u0103. \u0218oferul de la poart\u0103 ridicase deja bariera, iar aerul de diminea\u021b\u0103 p\u0103rea mai greu ca niciodat\u0103. Laura […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5619,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5618","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\/5618","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=5618"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5618\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5620,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5618\/revisions\/5620"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/5619"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5618"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5618"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5618"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}