At the center, they attached sensors to Martin’s head and placed a screen in front of him. The doctor asked, “Martin, if you can hear me, look at the ball.”
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The room went silent. His parents held their breath. Martin focused every ounce of his willpower. Slowly, agonizingly, his eyes tracked the ball. The computer beeped: SUCCESS.
His mother covered her mouth, sobbing. His father fell to his knees. The boy they had mourned for 12 years had been right there the whole time. But as they set up a speech computer for him, everyone feared one thing: Would he be angry?
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