I stared at the blue cursor blinking on the black screen.

“Not tonight, no,” I typed.

“Is there anything else I can take care of for you?” Fiona asked.

“No, that’s all,” I typed.

I shut the browser tab and set the laptop down flat on the nightstand.

The air conditioner under the window came on with a loud hum that shook the plastic blinds.

I lay back against the pillow and left the lamp on.

Near the air vent, the ceiling had three water stains that looked like tiny gray islands.