"I thought you didn't find their bodies?" Julian looked at the old man suspiciously, who was slowly standing up from the bed.
"I never said that. At first, we didn't, but after gathering the rescue teams for months while we were cleaning up the bombing scene, we finally did." He answered, holding his rapidly beating chest in the process.
"Why did you bury them in a secluded place?" Julian asked, still couldn't put two together.
The old man was now standing up, and he looks down at his feet, double thinking if he should speak the words that's resonating around his mind. "It's.." He paused, before choosing the latter. "It's just how I went them to be buried. No one knows them anyway, not until now that you went here. You're the only solid proof they ever existed." The man explained, sounding a bit nervous.