Keep cooking

I’m shaking and shivering but only because I have been sitting at my desk WITH NO HEAT. Still, Con Ed is outside at the end of the block with trucks the size of bench pressing mammoths. I went running out in my slippers as soon as he got here, “Hi, Hi sir, how are you? Are you working on the electricity? Are you here for the electricity? Does this mean we are going to have electricity?”
I don’t think he’s slept for the last seven days.
“We’re working on it.”
I know that line. That’s my line.
I zipped my lip.
I made more soup.

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