Will dipped his pen in the inkwell. He brought it to the paper, waiting for inspiration. None came. The candle flickered and a door closed behind him. Anne had entered the room.
“What are you writing tonight?” she asked.
“It’s a comedy about a couple who constantly haggle.”
She tickled his ear. “Like us?”
He smirked. “What do you know of charity?”
“The Bible tells us, it is the greatest of all.” She blew out the candle.
“Oh, foul charity.” Laughing, he pulled Anne into his lap and kissed her eager lips.
She giggled. “Who can sever love from charity?
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