There are lights everywhere!"Béla looked down at the foundation of the new university on the other side of the hedge wall. The construction was going...to take four years; one section each year. The foundation for the first section was already complete.In the last five weeks, construction had been occurring at an exuberant pace. Her bard could get anyone enthused about anything. He and the project foreman had the same purpose as the rest of the construction workers: an education for the children. “Mr Robertson?”“Yes?”“Your Finds Officer here. I have spoken with the Coroner for this area, and described what you have found. You recall it was a concretion?”“Yes, with a coin edge sticking out. Silver, you thought. You were carefully breaking it up, you said”“Indeed. We have chemically induced the concretion to separate, and the contents appear to be all silver coins; of what date, we are uncertain, but certainly Roman; the differences in condition may be minimal. For archaeological dating,. One of the big advantages of working at home.The project in this case was some package art for a new word processor. Not exactly stuff that was going to get me a spot in the Louvre. I mean, there's only so much you can do with little pictures of computer screens and a few flying letters. I screwed around with the composition for awhile, nudging things a bit, tweaking up the color fades in the background. I increased the font size just a touch. Added a bit of metallic sheen to the edges of the. I should take a photo.’ Sam caught on that it was a joke and started laughing again. Nicholas fought the urge to dodge and let him land a punch on his arm. ‘So, can I ask you a stupid question?’ Nicholas asked. ‘Sure, it seems like you’re on a roll,’ Sam teased. Nicholas smiled and rolled his eyes. ‘Do you think Grace would want me to choose a ring and surprise her with it, or should I have her choose it herself?’ ‘Ah…’ Sam appeared to be thinking about it. ‘I know what your dad would say..