Twelve years went by. Martin was now 24. He had resigned himself to a life of silence, believing he would die alone in his mind. But then, a relief nurse named Virna started working at the center.
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Virna was different. She talked to him, not at him. One day, during a massage session, she noticed a tiny flicker in his eyes when she asked a question.
“He’s in there,” she told his parents. “I know he is.” The doctors were skeptical—they had written him off a decade ago. But Virna insisted they send him to a specialized communication center for testing.
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