If the hospital were willing to fund it, at least partially, it might make sense. If you base it purely on charity, you’ll quickly outrun your resou...rces and turn into something like Cook County. Or worse.“It’s strange, I know, but I can raise $100 million to build and outfit your new ER, but I can’t raise $2 million a year to fund a clinic. I hate to say this, but the people with serious money want their names on something tangible and want to be able to point to something like a hospital. "Er, morning, Ron." He was still wearing his clothes: the same clothes he had been wearing when—"Ron. How long have I been asleep? What's been happening? Where are the others?" Ron seemed to hesitate for a moment before he answered:"It's May the 4th—you've been asleep for nearly two days, Harry. We didn't want to wake you. Most of the school have gone home, but some have stayed to help with the clear up: Hermione, Luna and Neville are still here. Ginny wanted to stay, but mum and dad have taken. I am keeping nothing secret other than the things you know about generally that I don't wish known." I was afraid of that. Elizabeth, you might want to sit down for this one. You're going to like this even less than Amy liked the news of her 'coming of age' ceremony," I said."Just tell me," Elizabeth retorted impatiently."Ok, you asked for it. Elizabeth, the difference you feel this time is because you are alive again," I told her softly.Elizabeth rolled her eyes."Of course I am. That happens. She sat close to Roger, looking lovingly at him, and he smiled warmly back at her. She turned to peer into the night's darkness ahead, taking a hand to brush the silken strands of her blonde hair from her eyes. She felt nervous, but yet tantalizingly exited, for tonight was an important one to her. Yes, and to Roger as well.Last night, with Marc and then her husband later, had been the beginning, the turning point in her otherwise fruitless existence. At last she felt the emergence of the real.