I'm Sorry

Thursday night- The last day Jesus Christ was alive. Trying to celebrate Christ's Memorial but I was sick and so was Haven. I thought Steve could go to the 7 o'clock service and then I could go with Jessie to the nine o'clock.
The emergency line rings:

"Help! My electricity is off! I've tried everything. My electric meter isn't running either. Can you come over here and check my apartment?"
Steve: "Ok I'll be right over."
So he goes over there while I twist my wrists, and clench my jaw. I am not bringing the baby to the memorial. She is coughing way too bad. The devil won. I wasn't going to go this year.
RING RING
"WHAT!"
"Can you give me ComED's number? Apartment X needs to call and find out what's going on. There's a pink tag on the meter, the elctric's been turned off."

"Well the electric is THIER problem says so in the lease."

" I KNOW! Give me the number OK"

"UGH.....It's 1-800-EDISON1."

"THANK YOU...." In the background I hear...."SORRY!"

A few minutes later.....

RING RING

"WHAT."

"The office is closed is thier anything we can do?"

"No. Not our problem."

"Well, it is now."

"No it's not."

"Yes. Please call there, see if you can do anything."

" Oh My GOD. OKAY OKAY I'll call." I hang up on him.

" Our offices are now closed, please call back or call the emergency number at 1-800-XXX-XXXX."

I dial Steve back.

"Yes."

"Okay I called she has to call herself and give them all her info."

"Thanks hun. I'll be home soon."

8:05 Steve walks in, eats and gets dressed. HIm and Jessie leave as I am crying my eyes out. I cry until I start to pray. Haven is coughing so badly I decide to give her a vapor bath. It helps. I get her all wrapped up and a bottle and lay on the bed. I turn the television on and there he is....Jesus. It's all o.k. It's all o.k.