There was a glass of iced tea on the table in front of him, but he had apparently not touch it his drink yet, either.No one said anything. The man app...ared not to have even notice that I had arrived. The young man behind me made little throat clearing sounds as if testing a microphone, but still he said nothing.The man was the first one to speak. “I have very little time to spare, so let's make this as simple and straightforward as possible.”“Make what as simple and straightfoward as. I didn’t see things that way. I tended to see them ... Jerry’s way, at least in front of you, where Jerry and I had to present a united front, you know.“Anyway, can you put on some clothes? Even as a vampire, you need clothes, I should think. And where are the clothes that you wore to school? And how did it go, going to school in daylight ... as a vampire?” Mom asked me what seemed like a barrage of questions.“It went terrible, as if you care ... you could have warned me, Mom! My clothes .... "George!" she ordered the young man, who already had the unknown flower in his hand, frowning. "You take the daisy, it's enough for you. Give me the other one." Joanna disregarded the slightly hurt look of George as she took the strange flower out of his hand."I've seen one of those in a book..." George's voice trailed away, his expression concentrated. "Aren't they believed to be extinct? 'The Trojan's Gift' it is called, as far as I remember ... Didn't the missionary Frederico Bagnalo. Bill stopped inside the house to look around but could tell Kristel seemed impatient. She grabbed one of his bags and with a quick motion for him to follow her, began to haul the bag up the short stairway to the second level of the small house.The second floor was primarily bedrooms and a small catchall room. Kristel opened the door to a small bedroom at the end of the hall and explained that this was the guest bedroom where he would be staying. She sat his bag down next to an old looking.