You look up the road to see the entrance to the small town that you were staying at for the summer. You were going to stay there with your grandfather, Tomas Bolton. You drive through the town and come to a stop at an old but fancy house that your grandfather lived in. You park in the garage and exit your car. You walk up to the steps and smile when you see your grandfather. He was talking to a young man who was sitting on the railing of the porch.