“He was in a coma for almost four months before he woke up. But it took a while for us to figure out that he was… different. Not his normal self. He had regressed in so many different ways but the doctors said that was normal for a coma patient. That he would need to be taught certain things all over again. We were expecting it.” He exhales sharply. “What we weren’t expecting was the personality change—or rather the personality regression. Mentally speaking, it was like he had aged backwards. He wasn’t a teenager anymore. His next birthday will be his twenty-second… but the Lev I knew back then never grew up.”
I can’t stop a tear from sliding down the side of my face. “Uri… I can’t imagine…”
“There’s no cure,” he says almost defensively. “There’s no hope. There’s no getting better for Le
