Emma was indeed hungry and thought it a good time to sit and eat. She sat in-between her husband and her daughter, holding both of their hands. She loved them both so much, they were Emma's world, without them, she would be nothing. She was blessed with a wonderful daughter and a terrific husband. Emma could not wan any mire than this. She just hoped the natives would see just how wonderful life could be with the lord guiding them.<br/><br/>She looked to Miguel as her daughter spoke and wondered what had him so troubled. Surely it had to be the storm Amber spoke about, what else could it be?