"Mr. Lowell is around the same age. As long as he takes good care of himself and exercises regularly, adding another twenty or thirty years to his life shouldn't be a problem."
Hearing Evelyn's words, both Quincy and Ethan Dawson breathed a sigh of relief.
"Evelyn, since the base has a pharmaceutical factory, it must have medicinal fields, too. We'll have plenty of time this trip, so we can check out what herbs they're growing." Quincy's eyes lit up with excitement. He'd always wanted to do a little "zero-dollar shopping" at the base, and he never imagined the opportunity would come so soon.
Evelyn nodded. "I actually forgot to check the medicinal fields last time. I have most of the herbs I need, but if we find anything especially rare, we can take a few to transplant. We don't need to grab too much."
"Is the base very large?"
