{"id":15808,"date":"2021-07-23T10:00:14","date_gmt":"2021-07-23T08:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/?p=15808"},"modified":"2021-06-30T15:04:17","modified_gmt":"2021-06-30T13:04:17","slug":"cyklistka-pribeh-posledni-baronky","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/ukazky\/cyklistka-pribeh-posledni-baronky\/","title":{"rendered":"Cyklistka: P\u0159\u00edb\u011bh posledn\u00ed baronky"},"content":{"rendered":"

Osud posledn\u00ed \u0161lechti\u010dny z rodu Battaglia. Od autorky bestselleru Podbrdsk\u00e9 \u017eeny. B\u00fdt vzornou man\u017eelkou: takov\u00fd osud m\u011bl \u010dekat Blanku ze \u0161lechtick\u00e9ho rodu Battaglia. Jej\u00ed dobrodru\u017en\u00e1 povaha j\u00ed v\u0161ak velela jinak\u2026 Jej\u00ed p\u0159\u00edb\u011bh si p\u0159e\u010dt\u011bte v\u00a0knize Cyklistka<\/a>, z\u00a0n\u00ed\u017e v\u00e1m p\u0159in\u00e1\u0161\u00edme uk\u00e1zku:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Najednou jsem jinde. Je ned\u011ble. D\u0159evo zmiz\u00ed a kapli se vr\u00e1t\u00ed p\u016fvodn\u00ed podoba. Z\u00e1blesk vzpom\u00ednek sfoukne prach i pavu\u010dinu z k\u0159\u00ed\u017ee. Nebesk\u00e1 mod\u0159 se rozz\u00e1\u0159\u00ed, zlato na and\u011blsk\u00fdch k\u0159\u00eddlech se rozt\u0159pyt\u00ed. Dve\u0159e do kaple jsou otev\u0159en\u00e9. Vch\u00e1z\u00ed do nich otec, za n\u00edm matka ve sv\u00fdch nar\u016f\u017eov\u011bl\u00fdch sv\u00e1te\u010dn\u00edch \u0161atech, za n\u00ed d\u00edvka, j\u00e1, a potom hoch v tmav\u00fdch kr\u00e1tk\u00fdch kalhot\u00e1ch a ko\u0161ili. D\u011bti se o\u0161\u00edvaj\u00ed nedo\u010dkavost\u00ed, po modlitb\u011b si budou moct hr\u00e1t. Matka si klekne, se pne \u00fazkostliv\u011b ruce a pohybuje rty. Otec tiskne \u00fasta pevn\u011b k sob\u011b, slova odehr\u00e1vaj\u00edc\u00ed se jen v jeho mysli mu vykresl\u00ed mezi obo\u010d\u00edm dv\u011b r\u00fdhy. Chv\u00edli pozoruju bratrovu jemnou hladkou tv\u00e1\u0159, v\u00ed\u010dka sklopen\u00e1. Jsem jedin\u00e1, kdo se d\u00edv\u00e1 kolem sebe. Oto\u010d\u00edm se ke vchodu. Tou\u017e\u00edm po opravdov\u00e9 obloze, nikoli po t\u00e9 malovan\u00e9. Ku\u017eel sv\u011btla se to\u010d\u00ed mezi dve\u0159mi. Netrp\u011bliv\u011b \u010dek\u00e1m, a\u017e se otec i matka pok\u0159i\u017euj\u00ed a my s bratrem vyb\u011bhneme na zahradu. \u201eRad\u011bji se modl\u00edm venku,\u201c po\u0161ept\u00e1m Kristi\u00e1novi, kdy\u017e u\u017e se schov\u00e1v\u00e1me v rohu u z\u00eddky a stav\u00edme si p\u0159\u00edst\u0159e\u0161ek podle kresby v knize o indi\u00e1nech. Nen\u00ed tady, pomysl\u00edm si, kdy\u017e zaost\u0159\u00edm do p\u0159\u00edtomnosti a hled\u00e1m u \u0161palku sekeru. Svra\u0161t\u00edm \u010delo, v t\u00e9 chv\u00edli v\u00edm, \u017ee mezi obo\u010d\u00edm m\u00e1m podobn\u00e9 r\u00fdhy jako otec. P\u0159em\u00fd\u0161l\u00edm.
\nKom\u016frka! Pousm\u011bju se tomu n\u00e1padu. Vykro\u010d\u00edm do slunce, do tepla, kter\u00e9 se tla\u010d\u00ed ke dve\u0159\u00edm k\u016flny. N\u011bkter\u00e9 v\u011bci z\u016fst\u00e1vaj\u00ed stejn\u00e9!
\nMus\u00edm popadnout sekeru, dokud jsem odhodlan\u00e1. Projdu p\u0159eds\u00edn\u00ed, kone\u010dn\u011b bych m\u011bla trochu poklidit, netu\u0161\u00edm, kde se tu vzalo tolik haramp\u00e1d\u00ed. Nahl\u00e9dnu do kuchyn\u011b. Ru\u010di\u010dky na hodin\u00e1ch se tisknou ke dvojce. Ve t\u0159i m\u00e1m b\u00fdt u R\u016f\u017ei.
\nProjdu kolem \u0161irok\u00fdch dve\u0159\u00ed, kter\u00e9 vedou do m\u00edst, kam nikdy nechod\u00edm, a s\u00e1hnu na kliku mnohem u\u017e\u0161\u00edch dve\u0159\u00ed nen\u00e1padn\u011b se kr\u010d\u00edc\u00edch na konci chodby. Nadechnu se a prudce je otev\u0159u.
\nM\u017eour\u00e1m do \u0161era a rozv\u00ed\u0159en\u00e9ho prachu. Na st\u011bn\u00e1ch vis\u00ed kle\u0161t\u011b, kl\u00ed\u010de, kladiva. Se\u0159azen\u00e1 jako voj\u00e1ci. Opod\u00e1l se houpou n\u00e1hradn\u00ed kola, kotou\u010de, \u0159et\u011bzy. Odvr\u00e1t\u00edm se od nich. S\u00e1hnu po top\u016frku. \u201eNech\u00e1pu, co d\u011bl\u00e1\u0161 tady, kdy\u017e m\u00e1\u0161 b\u00fdt v k\u016fln\u011b. Netu\u0161\u00edm, kdy a jak jsem t\u011b sem odnesla.\u201c
\nKoutkem oka zachyt\u00edm bled\u011bmodr\u00fd odlesk. R\u00fdpne m\u011b v hrudn\u00edku. Ale co, na r\u00fdpnut\u00ed se neum\u00edr\u00e1. S\u00e1hnu na r\u00e1m kola a sm\u00e1znu palcem prach. \u010cern\u00e1 elegantn\u00ed p\u00edsmena jsou je\u0161t\u011b \u010diteln\u00e1.
\nBianchi.<\/p>\n

\"\"

Autorka Jana Poncarov\u00e1 (foto\u00a9Albatrosmedia, 2021)<\/p><\/div>\n

Kom\u016frka zmiz\u00ed stejn\u011b jako p\u0159edt\u00edm k\u016flna. Sly\u0161\u00edm Richard\u016fv sm\u00edch. A potom u\u017e nic nevn\u00edm\u00e1m, zatm\u00ed se mi p\u0159ed o\u010dima a probud\u00ed m\u011b a\u017e \u0161t\u00edpav\u00e1 bolest na koleni. M\u016fj prvn\u00ed p\u00e1d z kola. Ale nic se ned\u011bje. Jedu d\u00e1l. A o chv\u00edli pozd\u011bji se mi na jazyku rozpl\u00fdv\u00e1 vanilkov\u00e1 zmrzlina. Kr\u00e1\u010d\u00edme ulic\u00ed k Albertov\u011b vile. Kolo se tiskne mezi na\u0161e boky, rozd\u011bluje n\u00e1s a spojuje. Sl\u00e1bnouc\u00ed slunce osv\u011btluje m\u011bste\u010dko sytou oran\u017eovou barvou. C\u00edt\u00edme ho v z\u00e1dech a je n\u00e1m teskno.
\nSv\u011bt zv\u00fdraz\u0148uje sv\u00e9 obrysy, zesiluje zvuky, zintenziv\u0148uje v\u016fn\u011b. Cyp\u0159i\u0161e se vln\u00ed v lehk\u00fdch n\u00e1razech v\u011btru a rozpra\u0161uj\u00ed citronovou v\u016fni nad na\u0161imi hlavami. Richard se zni\u010dehonic zastav\u00ed. Sv\u011btlo v jeho o\u010d\u00edch zmodr\u00e1. Naklon\u00ed se ke mn\u011b a jeho rty se zlehka dotknou m\u00e9 tv\u00e1\u0159e. Sladkost,
\nmnohem siln\u011bj\u0161\u00ed ne\u017e ta z vanilkov\u00e9 zmrzliny, se mi rozleje po t\u011ble. Ten ve\u010der si u\u017e ne\u0159ekneme ani slovo. N\u00e1sleduj\u00edc\u00edho dne se rozlou\u010d\u00edme. Stiskne mi pravou ruku a do lev\u00e9 mi vlo\u017e\u00ed \u00fahledn\u011b slo\u017een\u00fd pap\u00edrek s adresou.
\n\u201ePotk\u00e1me se p\u0159\u00ed\u0161t\u00ed rok?\u201c<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

\u201eNa\u0161e spole\u010dn\u00e9 sn\u011bn\u00ed o budoucnosti,\u201c s\u00e1hne po zvadl\u00fdch kv\u011btin\u00e1ch, jejich\u017e stonky jsou oslizl\u00e9 po\u010d\u00ednaj\u00edc\u00edm rozkladem.
\nZastav\u00edme se u nen\u00e1padn\u00e9ho sv\u011btl\u00e9ho n\u00e1hrobku. D\u00edv\u00e1m se na na\u0161e rodov\u00e9 jm\u00e9no. Rukou smetu n\u011bkolik zatoulan\u00fdch a d\u00e1vno mrtv\u00fdch list\u016f. Naklon\u00edm krop\u00e1\u010d, kapky se vsakuj\u00ed do vyprahl\u00e9 zem\u011b ve velk\u00e9m kv\u011btin\u00e1\u010di a osv\u011b\u017euj\u00ed mace\u0161ky. Vy\u0161et\u0159\u00edm trochu vody do v\u00e1zy a vlo\u017e\u00edm do n\u00ed pivo\u0148ky. Potom zvednu pohled n\u011bkam nad h\u0159bitovn\u00ed ze\u010f. Do d\u00e1lky. Do m\u00edsta, kde se t\u00e1hnou silni\u010dky, kter\u00e9 Kristi\u00e1n miloval. Zachyt\u00edm R\u016f\u017ein pohled.
\n\u201eHotovo,\u201c poznamen\u00e1m docela zbyte\u010dn\u011b.
\n\u201ePoj\u010f k n\u00e1m na kafe,\u201c vyb\u00eddne m\u011b, ani\u017e by se rozm\u00fd\u0161lela. Kdy\u017e je\u0161t\u011b \u017eil M\u00edla, zvala m\u011b v\u00e1hav\u011b a j\u00e1 jsem se nau\u010dila vytu\u0161it, kdy je lep\u0161\u00ed odm\u00edtnout.
\nTe\u010f u\u017e se rozm\u00fd\u0161let nemus\u00edm. Nepatrn\u011b p\u0159ik\u00fdvnu. \u201ePoslechni, R\u016f\u017eo, v hospod\u011b maj\u00ed dnes otev\u0159eno, vi\u010f?\u201c
\n\u201eJo, to maj\u00ed. Pro\u010d?\u201c
\nZa\u0161\u00e1tr\u00e1m v kapse a zacink\u00e1m mincemi. \u201eKoupila bych n\u00e1m pol\u00e1rkov\u00fd dort.\u201c
\nZastav\u00edme se u studny a polo\u017e\u00edme krop\u00e1\u010de na sv\u00e9 m\u00edsto. Zahraj\u00ed o sv\u00e1 kovov\u00e1 t\u011bla.
\n\u201eM\u00e1\u0161 chu\u0165 na vanilku, vi\u010f?\u201c zept\u00e1 se m\u011b \u0161ibalsky R\u016f\u017ea.<\/p>\n

\"\"

baronka Blanka<\/p><\/div>\n

Sedly jsme si na R\u016f\u017einu opr\u00fdskanou lavici p\u0159ed domem. Zmrzl\u00fd kr\u00e9m se na slunci rychle rozpou\u0161t\u00ed. Nikdy nechutn\u00e1 jako tehdy. Ne\u0159\u00edk\u00e1m to v\u0161ak nahlas, nechci b\u00fdt za \u0161karohl\u00edda. Ml\u010dky polyk\u00e1m a zap\u00edj\u00edm sladkost ho\u0159kou k\u00e1vou. Kdy\u017e polknu posledn\u00ed hlt, usm\u011bju se spokojen\u011b na kamar\u00e1dku a polo\u017e\u00edm hrnek na vachrlat\u00fd stolek. Zahled\u00edm se nad ploty a nad domy. Dokonce i nad lesy, kter\u00e9 se t\u00e1hnou v d\u00e1lce jako jedna dlouh\u00e1 rozt\u0159esen\u00e1 linie.
\n\u201ePo tom zvl\u00e1\u0161tn\u00edm l\u00e9t\u011b se n\u011bkter\u00e9 v\u011bci zm\u011bnily.\u201c
\nP\u0159ikyvuje. Na rozd\u00edl ode m\u011b si prohl\u00ed\u017e\u00ed kv\u011btinov\u00e9 z\u00e1hony, ned\u00edv\u00e1 se do daleka. \u201eZa\u010dala jsi jezdit na kole.\u201c
\nZatetel\u00edm se vzpom\u00ednkou. \u201eZa\u010dala n\u011bkolikalet\u00e1 p\u0159\u00edprava na m\u016fj prvn\u00ed z\u00e1vod!\u201c
\n\u201eA moje n\u011bkolikalet\u00e1 p\u0159\u00edprava na man\u017eelstv\u00ed.\u201c
\n\u201ePak jsme se p\u00e1r let nevid\u011bly,\u201c poznamen\u00e1m a sklouznu pohledem zp\u00e1tky na dv\u016fr. P\u016fda kolem kv\u011btin je \u010derstv\u011b na\u010dechran\u00e1. Nemus\u00edm nahl\u00ed\u017eet za dv\u00ed\u0159ka k\u016flny, abych se p\u0159esv\u011bd\u010dila, \u017ee moty\u010dka, r\u00fd\u010d a krop\u00e1\u010de jsou bezvadn\u011b srovnan\u00e9 a na sv\u00fdch m\u00edstech. Opu\u0161t\u011bn\u00e1 kr\u00e1l\u00edk\u00e1rna je sice trochu naklon\u011bn\u00e1, jako by cht\u011bla spadnout, ale tr\u00e1va kolem n\u00ed je pe\u010dliv\u011b vysekan\u00e1. R\u016f\u017ea je po\u0159\u00e1dn\u00e1 hospodyn\u011b. V\u017edycky byla.
\n\u201ePoka\u017ed\u00e9 ses ale vr\u00e1tila, Blanko.\u201c
\nMl\u010d\u00edm. Utekla jsem do vzpom\u00ednek. P\u0159\u00e1la bych si jeden konkr\u00e9tn\u00ed okam\u017eik pro\u017e\u00edt je\u0161t\u011b jednou. Vn\u00edm\u00e1m ho, jak se zhmot\u0148uje na R\u016f\u017ein\u011b dvorku.
\n\u201eKdy\u017e jsem si sedala na kolo p\u0159ed sv\u00fdm prvn\u00edm v\u00fdjezdem, v\u0161echno bylo p\u0159ede mnou. Neb\u00e1la jsem se ani toho nejprud\u0161\u00edho kopce. A ta chv\u00edle, kdy\u017e jsem \u0161l\u00e1pla do ped\u00e1l\u016f a v\u011bd\u011bla, \u017ee je v\u0161echno p\u0159ede mnou, to byl tak n\u00e1dhern\u00fd pro\u017eitek.\u201c
\nR\u016f\u017ea mi opatrn\u011b polo\u017e\u00ed dla\u0148 na h\u0159bet ruky. I po t\u011bch letech je stydliv\u00e1. Op\u0159u si hlavu o jej\u00ed rameno. A to mi na chv\u00edli pom\u016f\u017ee.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Osud posledn\u00ed \u0161lechti\u010dny z rodu Battaglia. Od autorky bestselleru Podbrdsk\u00e9 \u017eeny. B\u00fdt vzornou man\u017eelkou: takov\u00fd osud m\u011bl \u010dekat Blanku ze \u0161lechtick\u00e9ho rodu Battaglia. Jej\u00ed dobrodru\u017en\u00e1 povaha j\u00ed v\u0161ak velela jinak\u2026 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":15811,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_EventAllDay":false,"_EventTimezone":"","_EventStartDate":"","_EventEndDate":"","_EventStartDateUTC":"","_EventEndDateUTC":"","_EventShowMap":false,"_EventShowMapLink":false,"_EventURL":"","_EventCost":"","_EventCostDescription":"","_EventCurrencySymbol":"","_EventCurrencyCode":"","_EventCurrencyPosition":"","_EventDateTimeSeparator":"","_EventTimeRangeSeparator":"","_EventOrganizerID":[],"_EventVenueID":[],"_OrganizerEmail":"","_OrganizerPhone":"","_OrganizerWebsite":"","_VenueAddress":"","_VenueCity":"","_VenueCountry":"","_VenueProvince":"","_VenueState":"","_VenueZip":"","_VenuePhone":"","_VenueURL":"","_VenueStateProvince":"","_VenueLat":"","_VenueLng":"","_VenueShowMap":false,"_VenueShowMapLink":false,"twitterCardType":"","cardImageID":0,"cardImage":"","cardTitle":"","cardDesc":"","cardImageAlt":"","cardPlayer":"","cardPlayerWidth":0,"cardPlayerHeight":0,"cardPlayerStream":"","cardPlayerCodec":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[21019],"tags":[21498,21500,36,21499,20884],"class_list":["post-15808","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-ukazky","tag-blanka-battaglia","tag-cyklistka","tag-knihy","tag-podbrdske-zeny","tag-ukazka"],"acf":{"related_products":null},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15808","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15808"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15808\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/15811"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15808"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15808"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.luxor.cz\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15808"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}