Now it was Zahi’s turn to clear her throat.
“Er—Vivek. You were unconscious when you were in the ICU. You couldn’t have known about that boy. In fact, you couldn’t possibly have been aware of anything that was going on around you.”
“But I can remember him quite clearly,” insisted Vivek. “I’m telling you, we used to talk. Anyway, communicate.”
Zahi and Rahul looked at each other. They couldn’t figure out how Vivek could know anything about the boy, but they didn’t want to annoy him by arguing about it.
Vivek gestured questioningly. There was a stubborn set to his mouth.
“He had acute leukemia. It was diagnosed after you—you know,” Zahi said hesitantly, shooting a desperate look in Rahul’s direction.
“—became unconscious,” supplied Rahul.
“Yes, yes, I know,” said Vivek impatiently, le
