Three years later(somewhere in Mexico)

"Ema." Someone called from inside a thatched cottage.

The sun was hot making the fire the woman was tending to burn faster.

"Ema! Come help me." The woman dressed in a white shirt stained with Ash and coal.

Her hair a mess of black and grey. Sweat making them stick to her forehead.

She coughed a little and reached out to her fan which she kept close to keep the embers of wood burning.

"Coming Mom." A voice rang from outside, soft yet loud like a clarinet.

A young girl in her early twenties rushed to the old woman who called for her.

"Mom, I...