RAGE

I was sitting on my bed about to get the baby out of his crib and his crib started to fall apart. I asked my husband to come and help me because the crib was falling. He came into the room and I told him, 'Help me, the crib is falling apart.' He picked up the twin of our son from a chair. (we don't have twins, Mason was a single birth) He started to put the other baby in the falling crib and I told him 'No, the bed is falling apart'. He put the twin back in his chair. I again asked him for help and he looked at the bed as if nothing was wrong with it. I kept saying, 'Help me, the bed is falling apart' but he would do nothing. Finally, he says to me 'If you don't calm down, I am going to call the police.' A rage like I have never in my life felt welled up inside of me as I screamed 'YOU ARE GOING TO CALL THE POLICE ON ME? then I literally raised up into the air