the blizzard

I woke up to the sound of the birds. It was 3:00 o'clock in the morning. It was to late to go back to sleep. There was something different. There was a shadow coming from the door that was opened. A man standing there waiting. He had blonde hair and a tiny head. He just stood there in the middle of a blizzard with no jacket. I told him he could come inside. Then I said" where is your jacket?". It was really the only thing I could say at the moment.