Ghosts, BBQ, Grandpa, Haunted, Cars.

Small cafe, on a main street small town sort of drag. I had BBQ, but I was waiting to pick up an order for a party I was going to. My grandfather (dead 3 years) was going to help me deliver it. He seemed young and old at the same time.

I was full of questions about his childhood. "How old were you when your family got their first car?"

We got to the party and had to climb through a dumwaiter to get in. It tasted haunted, if that makes any sense.

The floorboards were warped.