"Scram, scram, scram, what the hell is this crap?" the old man grumbled without waiting for the young man to finish. "I knew that kid was up to no good, publishing such fabrications. Disgusting, isn't it?"
"It's true!" the young man whispered in addition.
"What?" The old man was in the middle of his grumble when he reflexively asked back.
"This book is true; the author wrote about his personal experiences, things that truly happened…" said the young man, his voice carrying an indescribable tone.
"Uh…" An exclamation escaped from the old man's throat before he muttered, "I've been saying that all along! That American guy who gave the lecture the other day was right, not a single innocent soul under the atomic bomb."
Having said that, he caught sight of a bus from Tanghe County to Sancha River Town making a slow turn. He yanked open the door and hopped out, waving his arm and running toward the bus.
