"We can do no great things; only small things with great love."
- Mother Theresa


"How's spew doing, love?"

She didn't bother to correct him.


"Grouchy, much?"

"You're not making a donation."

"True enough."

She glared at him. "Why are rich people so stingy?"

He shrugged. "How do you think we got rich?" A pause. "It's your money too. Just take it."

She shook her head. "Donations only."

He sighed. "Why do this when you can do so much more?"

She stared at him resolutely. "Because I love what I do."

Another pause. Then, he handed her a check.

She gaped at the amount. "Why?"

"Because it's a small thing for someone I love."