The Council
Milo stood at the podium, his hands resting on the polished wood, his eyes scanning the faces of the hundreds of people who had gathered. They were the foundation's most dedicated supporters—donors, partners, volunteers, and staff. People who had believed in the mission from the beginning, who had sacrificed time, money, and energy to build something good. Today, he was going to ask them for more. "Thank you all for being here," Milo said, his voice steady. "I know how busy you are, how many demands there are on your time. But I asked you to come because we're at a crossroads." The room fell silent, the tension palpable. "The foundation has grown beyond anything my father could have imagined. We've touched millions of lives, helped countless communities, and built a legacy that will en
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