He couldn't sleep. Didn't matter who he slept with, it was hard to sleep. The nightmares had gotten under control. But getting any real sleep was almost impossible.

He sat up in bed, rubbed his temples before he picked got out of bed, snatched a pack of cigarettes and a lighter before leaving the room to take a smoke out in the front porch.

"Fuckin' heat..." He muttered to himself as he leaned against the porch and lit up a cigarette.