Stay or Go?

     My family and I have been traveling for so long; I've lost count of the time. We're endured harsh weather, ferocious animals, and lack of food and water. At one point, we gave up. We were looking for a permanent home, but saw nothing. The land was barren. 
     One day in April - I believe -, we came across a beautiful abandoned village. There was a freshwater lake, and beautiful homes. It was perfect. 
     Our grandfather and uncle who were traveling with us said they weren't staying here. They strongly refused. My daughter, son, husband and aunt argued that they would not leave. I, personally, loved the place and wanted to stay there, but I didn't want to insert my opinion and start drama even more than there already was. I just stood there admiring the village, holding my daughter's hand.