Ana sim\u021bi cum genunchii i se \u00eenmoaie. Geanta \u00eei alunec\u0103 din m\u00e2ini, dar reu\u0219i s-o prind\u0103 la timp. Respira\u021bia i se fr\u00e2nse, iar lacrimile i se str\u00e2ngeau \u00een ochi. Ar fi vrut s\u0103 \u021bipe, s\u0103 intre peste ei, s\u0103-l \u00eentrebe de ce, dar trupul nu o asculta. Doar st\u0103tea acolo, \u00een pragul atelierului, cu inima f\u0103cut\u0103 buc\u0103\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u00cencet, f\u0103cu un pas \u00eenapoi. Apoi \u00eenc\u0103 unul. Nu voia s\u0103 fie v\u0103zut\u0103. Ie\u0219i afar\u0103, unde v\u00e2ntul mirosea a benzin\u0103 \u0219i a praf. Aerul rece o izbi \u00een fa\u021b\u0103, dar durerea din piept era mai t\u0103ioas\u0103 dec\u00e2t orice frig.<\/p>\n
Se opri la marginea trotuarului \u0219i privi punga cu m\u00e2ncare. Ciorba cald\u0103, sarmalele aburinde, gogo\u0219ile cu zah\u0103r \u2013 toate preg\u0103tite cu dragoste. Le sim\u021bea acum ca pe o batjocur\u0103. Ridic\u0103 privirea spre cer, dar nu mai avea lacrimi. Doar o t\u0103cere ad\u00e2nc\u0103, care o ap\u0103sa.<\/p>\n
A mers f\u0103r\u0103 \u021bint\u0103, doar ca s\u0103 scape de locul acela. Pa\u0219ii o purtar\u0103 prin ora\u0219, pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 oameni gr\u0103bi\u021bi, vitrine str\u0103lucitoare, copii care r\u00e2deau. Lumea mergea mai departe, iar via\u021ba ei p\u0103rea c\u0103 s-a oprit.<\/p>\n
Acas\u0103, totul era exact cum \u00eel l\u0103sase. Lumina bl\u00e2nd\u0103 de diminea\u021b\u0103 disp\u0103ruse, iar casa p\u0103rea pustie. S-a a\u0219ezat la mas\u0103 \u0219i a privit m\u00e2inile ei \u2013 acelea\u0219i m\u00e2ini care \u00eei preg\u0103tiser\u0103 lui m\u00e2ncarea, care-l m\u00e2ng\u00e2iaser\u0103, care-i \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219aser\u0103 dorul.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 mult timp de t\u0103cere, s-a ridicat brusc. A scos hainele lui din dulap, le-a \u00eemp\u0103turit cu grij\u0103 \u0219i le-a pus \u00eentr-o valiz\u0103. Fiecare tricou, fiecare pereche de \u0219osete, fiecare bucat\u0103 de via\u021b\u0103 pe care o \u00eemp\u0103r\u021biser\u0103 \u2013 totul intra acum \u00een bagajul t\u0103cerii.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd s-a l\u0103sat seara, Sergiu a intrat pe u\u0219\u0103 obosit, cu miros de ulei pe m\u00e2ini. A z\u00e2mbit c\u00e2nd a v\u0103zut masa goal\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce-i, n-ai avut timp de pr\u00e2nz? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat, pref\u0103c\u00e2ndu-se relaxat.<\/p>\n
Ana \u00eel privi drept \u00een ochi. Nu era furie. Nici ur\u0103. Doar o lini\u0219te ciudat\u0103, care \u00eel f\u0103cu s\u0103 se nelini\u0219teasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am avut timp, Sergiule. Dar m-am g\u00e2ndit c\u0103 ar fi mai bine s\u0103-\u021bi iau o povar\u0103 de pe umeri. Ai zis c\u0103 e\u0219ti obosit\u2026 a\u0219a c\u0103 po\u021bi s\u0103 te odihne\u0219ti, singur. Valiza e acolo.<\/p>\n
El amu\u021bi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ana, ascult\u0103-m\u0103, eu…<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu. Am ascultat destul azi. Nu e nevoie s\u0103 mai spui nimic.<\/p>\n
Apoi, cu o voce bl\u00e2nd\u0103, dar sigur\u0103:<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u021ai-ai dorit pasiune, nu lini\u0219te. Eu nu \u0219tiu s\u0103 ard, \u0219tiu doar s\u0103 iubesc.<\/p>\n
\u0218i a ie\u0219it din cas\u0103, l\u0103s\u00e2nd \u00een urm\u0103 tot ce fusese.<\/p>\n
Noaptea aceea a mers pe jos p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een parc. Aerul mirosea a toamn\u0103 \u0219i frunze ude. S-a a\u0219ezat pe o banc\u0103 \u0219i a \u00eenchis ochii. Pentru prima dat\u0103, nu s-a mai sim\u021bit slab\u0103. \u00cen ad\u00e2ncul durerii, ceva se n\u0103\u0219tea din nou \u2013 o lini\u0219te puternic\u0103, o demnitate pe care n-o mai sim\u021bise de ani de zile.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, \u0219i-a pus o rochie simpl\u0103 \u0219i a mers la salonul de coafur\u0103 unde nu mai intrase de luni bune.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce schimbare dori\u021bi? \u2014 a \u00eentrebat frizeri\u021ba.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Una din care s\u0103 nu mai recunoasc\u0103 femeia care \u00eel a\u0219tepta acas\u0103, \u2014 a spus Ana, privindu-se \u00een oglind\u0103.<\/p>\n
P\u0103rul i-a c\u0103zut \u00een valuri pe podea, iar odat\u0103 cu el, \u0219i trecutul.<\/p>\n
C\u00e2nd a ie\u0219it pe strad\u0103, z\u00e2mbea. Nu pentru c\u0103 nu mai durea, ci pentru c\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it \u00eenv\u0103\u021base ceva: uneori, cel mai frumos dar pe care \u021bi-l po\u021bi face e s\u0103 te alegi pe tine.<\/p>\n
\u0218i de atunci, Ana n-a mai g\u0103tit pentru cineva care n-o merita. Dar a continuat s\u0103 g\u0103teasc\u0103, pentru ea \u00eens\u0103\u0219i. Cu drag. Cu lini\u0219te. Cu inim\u0103 curat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Ana sim\u021bi cum genunchii i se \u00eenmoaie. Geanta \u00eei alunec\u0103 din m\u00e2ini, dar reu\u0219i s-o prind\u0103 la timp. Respira\u021bia i se fr\u00e2nse, iar lacrimile i se str\u00e2ngeau \u00een ochi. Ar fi vrut s\u0103 \u021bipe, s\u0103 intre peste ei, s\u0103-l \u00eentrebe de ce, dar trupul nu o asculta. Doar st\u0103tea acolo, \u00een pragul atelierului, cu inima […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":9080,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9079","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\/9079","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=9079"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9079\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9081,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9079\/revisions\/9081"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9080"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9079"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9079"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9079"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}