There was a reason Eirlys Canton lived out in the countryside. Not only was she not the most social of people, but she liked the space. Unlike the city the countryside was quiet and didnâ€™t make her feel crowded like the city did. The countryside was peaceful and lacked the noise the city did as well and it gave her an overall sense of calm. Even a night like tonight, where the snow fell heavily, was peaceful for her.<br/><br/>Sipping at her hot chocolate and watching television while she snuggled against her heated electric blanket was her ideal evening on such an occasion. During the winter months this year there had not been too much snow and now it seemed as if it had all dropped from the sky after building up, all at once, at least to her anyway. Winter has always been her favorite time of the year, snow was always enjoyable until she had to go out and shovel her driveway. As much as she loved how the snow completely transformed landscape, it was a pain in the ass when it came to shoveling it and she hated icy roads. She would much rather just sit in her living room and watch it fall; tonight was a pretty harsh storm from the looks of things. If luck was on her side she would be able to sleep in tomorrow.<br/><br/>She was about to go make herself some more hot chocolate when the doorbell rang. It wasnâ€™t often that she received visitors since she was in such an odd place in the country so she assumed it was one of the neighbors pestering her for something. Her neighbor was a woman named Annabelle and she was an obnoxious old woman that Eirlys didnâ€™t really want anything to do with. She was always bugging her for something, whether it was for company or just a cup of sugar. In a way she felt bad for the old woman since she always seemed to be alone; she had heard once that the woman didnâ€™t really have much of a family. The doorbell had been ignored at first. After she had ignored it and prepared the tea kettle for some hot water there was a moment of quiet. Then the doorbell rang again.<br/><br/>Eirlys rolled her eyes and decided to answer the door. She was prepared to tell the old woman or whoever was there to leave her alone.<br/><br/>When she answered the door everything she wanted to say, essentially â€˜get the hell off my porchâ€™, that had been on the tip of her tongue seemed to vanish completely. Instead of being greeted by a neighbor or some Jehovahâ€™s Witness or some other religious person trying to cram their beliefs down her throat, or someone selling something to her not to mention, it was a man and a baby. He looked lost, like he had been walking for miles, and why he had a baby out in this storm was beyond her. For about a minute she just stared at him and the child not really sure what to do about this situation, this had been the last thing she would have expected. She has seen some irresponsible parents in her time but this almost made her mad. What if that baby got hypothermia or frostbite even while they had been out here?<br/><br/>â€œOh myâ€¦ this is not something you see every day.â€ She muttered, quickly running back inside and grabbing a warm blanket. When she returned to the man she wrapped him in the blanket and helped him inside. â€œCome inside before you freeze to death out there!â€ She didnâ€™t dwell on the thoughts about him being an irresponsible father much since she really didnâ€™t know their situation. It wasnâ€™t right to just jump to conclusions and think this man was irresponsible. Obviously he has been out here for quite some time and was in need of help. Eirlys would do all she could to help him to the best of her ability. Once she brought him inside she showed him to the living room and got him comfortable on the couch. The soft background noise of the television was the only thing breaking the silence.<br/><br/>She retreated into the kitchen and then brought him some of the hot chocolate she was preparing. He should feel lucky, considering she does not always share.