Both of us have our specialties and preferences, and Ty knows just the place for us to locate what we have deemed Ty and Holly’s Kitchen. It turns o...t that about two years ago, his grandparents decided to open their own little eatery and had a building built just for the occasion. Right before the construction was complete, however, Granddad Joe died. Grandma Terry didn’t have the heart to go on, so the building has been vacant ever since. Ty is certain she will let us have the building to. "Also where are the real pick up people and how badly were they treated. Maybe it was the home team, if you get my drift. Either way I would move past the messenger drivers, who risked their asses to save your junk. But hey that's just the slow girl talking," I added.Barry didn't say anything he just looked at Holly who nodded. It was the look in her eye that gave her away. The only visible scar I had was the one on my throat. That was only because I wore long sleeves still, I had a feeling. Guiseppe sat next to Tomas and Andrea at the head of the table. Marco sat with a woman who had been introduced as his wife at the other end. We were a little bit separate from the others.I noticed that Mom Janice was watching but she was sitting with my dads and other two moms. I knew she was concerned but they would keep her in check.We had eaten most of our meal when Tomas talked and then Guiseppe said, "Tomas would like to talk to you before talking to Bobbi's parents. He doesn't know. ..” I eyed her name tag, “ ... Molly! We’d like to speak to Mr. Winthrop, please. It’s about the ghost.”The girl hissed, glancing over at an older couple sitting on a couch in the corner. “Quiet! Don’t let any of the other customers hear you.”I looked at her. “But it was in the paper.”She rolled her eyes. “Nobody reads the newspaper anymore.”“Fair enough.”Soon we were ushered into Mr. Winthrop’s plush office. The older man was handsome, what some would call a silver fox, and he looked worried.