"The foundation is nearly complete. We should be able to start construction on the main building next week."
Owen stood beside me looking at the architectural plans for the healing center. We had been working on the project for six weeks now. The land Theodore had gifted us was perfect. Central location. Beautiful forest surroundings. Close enough to coalition headquarters for support but far enough away to feel peaceful.
"It is going to be amazing," Juniper said, looking over my shoulder at the plans. She had agreed to be the center's head nurse once construction was complete. "Three floors. Thirty patient rooms. Two surgical suites. A magical healing wing. It is like a dream."
"A very expensive dream," I said, looking at the budget spreadsheet. "Even with Theodore's donation and the c
