Chapter 36

Later that evening Brian sat in his study, looking at the pictures covering the walls of the room. Since he had graduated he had done four private gardens, the first was the guest house they had stayed in when the family had first arrived in Buttershire. The Thomas name was growing in the town again, not just for the landscaper, but the absolute delight of the Thomas gardens themselves.

The towns’ people had gotten used to the ghosts following the family members around, popping up whenever and where ever in town.

There was a knock on the front door.

“Come in!” Brian called out.

“Where are you?” Joe called out to his son.

“Study Dad.”

“Heard you had some complications at the survey this afternoon?” Joe asked and sat down on one of the other rolling chairs, normally occupied by James when he does his planning.

Brian nodded.

“Some nasty things are roaming around there Dad. It’s way worse than it was here. I was hoping I can get Luke’s opinion before I make up my mind about that place. I