Duminic\u0103 diminea\u021ba, ora 9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sun\u0103 telefonul. Pe ecran apare Tata.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Nicu nu e l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine. R\u0103spund, totu\u0219i.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nenoroci\u021bilor, sunte\u021bi ni\u0219te nenoroci\u021bi. Ia-\u021bi maimu\u021ba \u0219i c\u0103ra\u021bi-v\u0103. Nu mai ave\u021bi ce c\u0103uta pe niciuna din propriet\u0103\u021bile mele<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Apoi \u00eenchide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cu greu mi-am dat seama cine e maimu\u021ba. Nicu \u00eemi spune c\u0103 trebuia s\u0103 nu-i r\u0103spund. \u0218tiu \u0219i eu asta, \u00eentotdeauna \u0219tiu, dar abia dup\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Atunci am \u0219tiut c\u0103 e prea mult, c\u0103 \u00een sf\u00e2r\u0219it e prea mult \u0219i c\u0103 o s\u0103 fac exact a\u0219a cum mi-a spus, n-o s\u0103 mai calc pe propriet\u0103\u021bile lui, respectiv apartamentul din ora\u0219 \u0219i casa de la \u021bar\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cu mama mi-a fost cel mai greu. M-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit cu ea pe strad\u0103, timp de un an \u0219i 10 luni.<\/p>\n\n\n\n La mine nu voia s\u0103 vin\u0103, c\u0103 stau departe \u0219i ar fi trebuit s\u0103 urce p\u00e2n\u0103 la etajul trei. Nu putea. Aveam b\u0103ncile noastre preferate, la umbr\u0103 sau la soare, \u00een func\u021bie de vreme, doar c\u0103 nici acelea nu erau libere mereu, ni le ocupau homele\u0219ii.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Suntem ca ni\u0219te oameni f\u0103r\u0103 ad\u0103post, i-am spus, nici nu \u0219tiu de ce. Mama scotea din geant\u0103, \u00eempachetate \u00een pungi \u0219i \u0219erve\u021bele, \u0219ni\u021bele, p\u00e2ine pr\u0103jit\u0103, pl\u0103cinte \u0219i c\u00e2teodat\u0103 chiar \u0219i Kinder Bueno.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Cinste\u0219te pe tat\u0103l t\u0103u \u0219i pe mama ta, ca bine s\u0103-\u021bi fie \u021bie \u00een lume, \u00eemi spunea. \u0218tii c\u0103 a\u0219a face el, a\u0219a e el c\u00e2nd bea, ce vrei s\u0103 fac? Apoi \u00eei pare r\u0103u. Dar te iube\u0219te, e\u0219ti copilul lui. Nu \u0219tie s\u0103-\u0219i cear\u0103 iertare.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nu i-am cerut a\u0219a ceva, mama. Vreau numai s\u0103 m\u0103 lase \u00een pace \u0219i s\u0103 nu-l mai v\u0103d \u00een via\u021ba mea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nu spune asta, nu \u0219tii niciodat\u0103 ce-ajungi pe lumea asta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mamei \u00eei tremur\u0103 m\u00e2inile \u0219i uneori pl\u00e2nge. Nu poate s\u0103-l lase dup\u0103 o via\u021b\u0103 laolalt\u0103, s\u0103 umble la b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021be prin tribunale, mai bine-a\u0219 veni acas\u0103 \u0219i-a\u0219 vorbi cu el, s\u0103-i spun c\u0103-mi pare r\u0103u c-am ajuns aici, at\u00e2ta a\u0219teapt\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mam\u0103, \u00eei spun, de-at\u00e2tea ori am f\u0103cut asta, pentru tine, doar pentru tine. Dar acum nu mai pot, nu mai vreau.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dragul mamei, eu ce pot s\u0103 zic?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mama, de c\u00e2te ori vrei s\u0103 m\u0103 mai dea afar\u0103, nu vezi c\u0103 dac\u0103 suntem \u00eentr-un loc laolalt\u0103, se enerveaz\u0103 din cine \u0219tie ce \u0219i m\u0103 alung\u0103? Nu mai \u0219tii cum a f\u0103cut la mare, c\u00e2nd m-a scos afar\u0103 din camer\u0103 pentru c\u0103-ndr\u0103znisem s\u0103 m\u0103 a\u0219ez seara \u00een pat f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eengenunchez \u0219i s\u0103 m\u0103 rog? Chiar nu mai \u0219tii? \u0218i-atunci mi-ai zis s\u0103 fac ce spune el, c\u0103 el este tat\u0103l meu \u0219i-mi vrea numai binele. <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u00cemplinisem 18 ani \u0219i sim\u021beam c\u0103 e momentul s\u0103-mi iau via\u021ba \u00een m\u00e2ini.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Am ie\u0219it atunci din hotel, convins\u0103 c\u0103 n-o s\u0103 m\u0103 mai \u00eentorc niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Era \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n\n\n\n M-am tupilat \u00een vegeta\u021bia \u00eenalt\u0103 dintr-un parc, s\u0103 m\u0103 ascund, voiam s\u0103 m\u0103 ascund.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A trecut o patrul\u0103 de poli\u021bie. Un poli\u021bist a \u00eendreptat spre mine lanterna, ca o arm\u0103. Am sim\u021bit c\u0103 m\u0103 spintec\u0103 lumina.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ce face\u021bi aici? Actele la control!<\/p>\n\n\n\n I-am mul\u021bumit \u00een g\u00e2nd, tot lui, c\u0103 m\u0103-nv\u0103\u021base s\u0103 nu plec niciodat\u0103 la drum f\u0103r\u0103 buletin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nu mai am 18 ani, mama. Vrei s\u0103 ajung ca atunci?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pe treptele Institutului Oncologic suntem eu \u0219i mama. Trebuie s\u0103 ajungem \u00een salonul 221, etaj II. Nu prea \u0219tim cum. Avem bagaje \u0219i nu g\u0103sim liftul. Urc\u0103m \u00eencet, cu popasuri, pe sc\u0103ri. \u00cemi repet \u00een minte c\u0103 dac\u0103 m\u0103 d\u0103 afar\u0103, ies pur \u0219i simplu, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 zic nimic. Nu zic nimic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n La cap\u0103tul holului de la etajul II e un dispozitiv de unde vedem c\u0103 lumea \u00ee\u0219i ia costume de netex, ca de astronaut, ca s\u0103 poat\u0103 intra \u00een saloane. Noi nu \u0219tim pe ce butoane s\u0103 ap\u0103s\u0103m. Ne arat\u0103 o apar\u021bin\u0103toare<\/em>. A\u0219a e la-nceput, ne spune.<\/p>\n\n\n\n C\u00e2nd intru, mi se pare slab \u0219i-mb\u0103tr\u00e2nit. Nu-l mai v\u0103zusem de-un an \u0219i 10 luni. \u00ce\u0219i poart\u0103 stativul cu perfuzii ca un preot \u00een od\u0103jdii candela.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Vorbe\u0219te slab, aproape \u0219optit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u0103 prinde de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i m\u0103 mir din nou c\u00e2t de tare ne seam\u0103n\u0103 m\u00e2inile. N-a\u0219 fi vrut.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Se uit\u0103 amenin\u021b\u0103tor la mama c\u00e2nd \u00eei spune c\u0103 ar fi mai bine s\u0103 stea \u00eentins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Vrea s\u0103 \u0219tie de unde am telefonul. Remarcase c\u0103 are pe spate trei ochiuri de camer\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ce s\u0103-\u021bi mai aduc, c\u00e2nd mai vin, l-am \u00eentrebat, ca s\u0103 zic ceva.<\/p>\n\n\n\n O ciocolat\u0103 Kandia neagr\u0103, a r\u0103spuns, surprinz\u0103tor de prompt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n O s\u0103-i cump\u0103r o ciocolat\u0103 Kandia neagr\u0103, ca unui copil.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Eu nu i-am luat lui nimic, niciodat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Proz\u0103 de Adela Vlad<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":82,"featured_media":2886,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[600,2898,47],"coauthors":[1114],"class_list":["post-16260","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-fictiune","tag-adela-vlad","tag-nr-6-2026","tag-proza"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/08\/Adela-Vlad-site.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16260","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/82"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=16260"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16260\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16261,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16260\/revisions\/16261"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/2886"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=16260"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=16260"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=16260"},{"taxonomy":"author","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcoauthors&post=16260"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}