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\n\u00cen r\u0103stimp Teofil o urm\u0103rea pe Ester. O urm\u0103rea a\u0219a cum v\u0103zuse el \u00eentr-un film. \u0218i se g\u00e2ndea dac\u0103 Ester ar fi putut s\u0103-i devin\u0103 so\u021bie. \u00cen pod g\u0103sise o poz\u0103 veche, alb-negru, cu oameni chipe\u0219i. Nu \u0219tia cine sunt \u0219i nici nu vroia s\u0103 \u00eentrebe pe cineva doar pentru a p\u0103stra intact\u0103 imaginea lor. El avea p\u0103rul dat pe spate. Ea un fel de p\u0103r ondulat. Erau potrivi\u021bi. Se iubeau. Se vedea asta \u00een ochii lor gri deschis. Ar fi vrut \u0219i el s\u0103 ajung\u0103 a\u0219a. Probabil cu Ester. Nu era convins \u00een totalitate. Pentru c\u0103 el o v\u0103zuse pe Ester \u00een ipostaze ciudate cu Gavriel. Gavriel era mai \u00eenalt dec\u00e2t el \u0219i mai tupeist. Fetele se d\u0103deau \u00een v\u00e2nt dup\u0103 b\u0103ie\u021bii tupei\u0219ti. Pe cei molcomi \u00eei l\u0103sau pentru mai t\u00e2rziu.<\/p>\n
\nTranspirase. Alerga s\u0103 o ajung\u0103 din urm\u0103. Vrei s\u0103 vii s\u0103 vedem r\u00e2ul, zise el hot\u0103r\u00e2t a\u0219a cum fac b\u0103rba\u021bii. Ea se pierdu pu\u021bin, apoi amintindu-\u0219i cine e, spuse un nu hot\u0103r\u00e2t. Se duce s\u0103 pescuiasc\u0103 cu Gavriel, zise ea. Ah iar Gavriel, pentru numele lui Dumnezeu, g\u00e2ndea Teofil. O prinse de m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i o str\u00e2nse u\u0219or. De ce min\u021bi, iarna nu po\u021bi pescui, zise el. Ea \u00eei ceru s\u0103-i dea drumul. M\u0103 doare, se smiorc\u0103ia ea. El o trase spre el \u0219i o prinse \u00een bra\u021be. \u00cei atinse buzele. Frigul nu-l mai sim\u021bea. Era cald. Ea \u00eei r\u0103spunse cu experien\u021b\u0103. Mirat o privi \u00een ochi. Erau pu\u021bin ame\u021bi\u021bi, dar tot reci. \u00cei ceru s\u0103-i jure acolo pe z\u0103pad\u0103, c\u0103 el, doar el va fi tat\u0103l copiilor ei. V\u0103zuse asta tot \u00eentr-un film. La video. Ea se jur\u0103 \u0219i mucii \u00eei curgeau pe coama buzei de frig. El o \u0219terse cu m\u00e2neca de la geaca cu fulgi de pinguini, din Germania. R\u00e2ser\u0103 am\u00e2ndoi \u0219i alergar\u0103 spre cr\u00e2ng.<\/p>\n
\nV\u00e2ntul l\u0103sa c\u00e2mpul s\u0103-\u0219i ridice spicele spre soare. Corbii cronc\u0103neau c\u0103ut\u00e2nd \u0219oareci. Teofil filma. \u00cei trimisese maic\u0103-sa un Canon. Era \u00eenc\u00e2ntat. \u00cen cadru ap\u0103ru o fat\u0103 cu p\u0103r \u0219aten, scurt, tuns\u0103 b\u0103ie\u021be\u0219te \u0219i cu din\u021bi mari. R\u00e2njea tot timpul. La \u00eenceput, Teofil p\u0103rea concentrat, ignor\u00e2nd-o. Ea \u00eel \u00eembr\u00e2nci \u0219i arunc\u0103 un bolovan de p\u0103m\u00e2nt spre el. Se alergar\u0103 dou\u0103 minute, apoi se a\u0219ezar\u0103 pe banca de la f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103. El se l\u0103ud\u0103 c\u0103 citise Narcis gur\u0103 de aur<\/em>, ea m\u0103rturisi c\u0103 nu-i pl\u0103ceau c\u0103r\u021bile. Adormea dac\u0103 citea prea mult. \u00cei ar\u0103t\u0103 opera\u021bia de la genunchi. Era \u00een clubul de scrim\u0103 acum, la fel de frumoas\u0103. Ester! Chiar \u0219i mai frumoas\u0103. Inima \u00eei ardea \u00een piept. Ar fi vrut s\u0103-i cear\u0103 pe loc r\u0103m\u0103\u0219agul. S\u0103 fie mama copiilor lui a\u0219a cum jurase pe movil\u0103. Dar se ab\u021binu. O \u021binu de m\u00e2n\u0103 str\u00e2ns un ceas. Se g\u00e2ndeau f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103-\u0219i vorbeasc\u0103. El se g\u00e2ndea la ea. Ei \u00eei era neclar totul.<\/p>\n \n\u00cen camera \u00eenalt\u0103, mobilierul vechi mirosea a b\u0103tr\u00e2ne\u021be \u0219i obi\u0219nuin\u021b\u0103. Telefonul era sub pat, desc\u0103rcat. \u00cel durea capul \u0219i c\u00e2teva sticle de bere goale r\u0103sturnate pe jos \u00eei provocau sil\u0103. \u00cen oglind\u0103 barba \u00eei era zulufi, neras\u0103 de c\u00e2teva s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni. Plecaser\u0103 to\u021bi. Avea cursuri de la opt dar la g\u00e2ndul \u0103sta se arunc\u0103 \u00een pat \u0219i adormi din nou. La radio c\u00e2ntau Mamas and Papas, Monday morning<\/em>. Intr\u0103 \u00een camer\u0103 o fat\u0103 \u00eenalt\u0103, grasu\u021b\u0103, cu p\u0103rul frumos ondulat. Pr\u0103ji ultimul ou din frigider \u0219i-i \u00eentinse tigaia cu o bucat\u0103 de p\u00e2ine tare. Teofil se uit\u0103 la ea prelung nerecunosc\u00e2nd-o \u0219i m\u00e2nc\u0103 tot.<\/p>\n \nLa Cafe du Paris, cafeaua era scump\u0103. Avea c\u00e2\u021biva b\u0103nu\u021bi, doar pentru un pahar cu ap\u0103. Dar ru\u0219inea se disipase \u00een at\u00e2tea zile irosite f\u0103r\u0103 o le\u021bcaie. Ceru \u00eemprumut o \u021bigar\u0103 de la un domn galant cu fular \u0219i basc\u0103. Se topi \u00een cartea pe care o \u021binea \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i pe care se distingea vag Cevengur. La doi pa\u0219i, la o mas\u0103 dosit\u0103, o femeie cu p\u0103rul \u0219aten, lung, privea \u00een gol. \u00cel strig\u0103. El \u00eentoarse capul \u0219i nu o recunoscu pe Ester. Ajunser\u0103 \u00een camera sa \u00eenchiriat\u0103. Mizeria \u0219i sticlele goale nu-i \u00eempiedicar\u0103 s\u0103 se dezbrace \u0219i s\u0103 se arunce sub a\u0219ternuturile murdare. Apoi fumar\u0103 \u0219i-\u0219i povestir\u0103 unul altuia anii trecu\u021bi. R\u00e2deau, uneori Ester pl\u00e2ngea scurt \u0219i crispat. \u00cei povesti re\u021betele ei e\u0219uate de a g\u0103si fericirea. Fusese b\u0103tut\u0103, \u00een\u0219elat\u0103, min\u021bit\u0103, batjocorit\u0103. Teofil o iert\u0103 pentru c\u0103 ea era Ester \u0219i odat\u0103 o urm\u0103rise a\u0219a cum v\u0103zuse \u00eentr-un film.<\/p>\n \nDuminica obi\u0219nuia s\u0103 mearg\u0103 la biseric\u0103. Dar azi nu reu\u0219ea s\u0103 se ridice din pat. Ester \u00eei prezentase un amic, Flavius, care vindea iarb\u0103. Flavius fuma cu Ester \u00een buc\u0103t\u0103rie. El z\u0103cea \u00een pat \u0219i \u00eencerca s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103 un serial turcesc ce i se p\u0103rea extrem de complicat. Tr\u0103iser\u0103 a\u0219a \u00eentr-o bucl\u0103 temporar\u0103 \u0219i repetase un an. Ester \u00eei devenea obi\u0219nuit\u0103, pierz\u00e2ndu-\u0219i treptat aura din copil\u0103rie.<\/p>\n \n\u00ce\u0219i botezaser\u0103 copilul la o biseric\u0103 m\u0103rgina\u0219\u0103 din ora\u0219. Preotul fuma \u0219i \u00eei scria o chitan\u021b\u0103, vorbindu-i despre Dumnezeu. Ester sl\u0103bise mult dup\u0103 sarcin\u0103 \u0219i ochii \u00eei erau \u00eencerc\u0103na\u021bi. Teofil respira u\u0219urat. Pre\u021bul era acceptabil. Fugir\u0103 cu o ma\u0219in\u0103 albastr\u0103 cu numere nem\u021be\u0219ti urma\u021bi de p\u0103rin\u021bii \u00eengrijora\u021bi \u0219i na\u0219ii cu p\u0103rul rar.<\/p>\n \nSoarele b\u0103tea \u00een geam. Frig. Teofil \u00eentors din pia\u021b\u0103, de unde vindea, g\u0103si casa rece \u0219i un r\u0103va\u0219 pe masa din buc\u0103t\u0103rie: \u201eEu am plecat. L-am luat \u0219i pe Teo.\u201d Zbier\u0103, d\u0103du dracului tot. Sparse c\u00e2teva pahare, vitrina cu p\u0103pu\u0219i de ceramic\u0103. Sf\u00e2\u0219ie tabloul imens din sufragerie, cabana \u0219i fumul prost pictat din p\u0103dure. Tr\u00e2nti u\u0219ile. Arunc\u0103 pe balcon toate hainele ei. O sun\u0103 pe maic\u0103-sa. Maic\u0103-sa murise anul trecut \u0219i nu r\u0103spunse nimeni.<\/p>\n \nAjuns l\u00e2ng\u0103 casa cu ziduri roase \u0219i coloane la intrare, se piti \u00een staul \u0219i printre rosturile ulucilor o urm\u0103ri pe Ester. O urm\u0103rea a\u0219a cum o urm\u0103rise cu dou\u0103zeci \u0219i cinci de ani \u00een urm\u0103. Ca \u00eentr-un film. \u0218i se puse pe pl\u00e2ns. Teofil nu pl\u00e2nsese \u00een toat\u0103 via\u021ba sa dec\u00e2t de dou\u0103 ori. C\u00e2nd murise maic\u0103-sa \u0219i c\u00e2nd ratase absolvirea facult\u0103\u021bii. Un c\u00e2ine jerpelit veni \u0219i-i linse genunchii. Teofil \u00eel m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie \u0219i \u00eel numi Dumnezeu.<\/p>\n \nPlec\u0103 cu Dumnezeu \u00een lume pe o c\u0103rare neb\u0103t\u0103torit\u0103. Dou\u0103 siluete se pierdeau \u00een amiaz\u0103 ca \u00eentr-un tablou cu un om \u0219i c\u00e2inele s\u0103u.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" de Ionu\u021b Manea \u00cen r\u0103stimp Teofil o urm\u0103rea pe Ester. O urm\u0103rea a\u0219a cum v\u0103zuse el \u00eentr-un film. \u0218i se g\u00e2ndea dac\u0103 Ester ar fi putut s\u0103-i devin\u0103 so\u021bie. \u00cen pod g\u0103sise o poz\u0103 veche, alb-negru, cu oameni chipe\u0219i. 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