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Bruno loved his family, and the chance to be with them again was great, but he did have another family. One he had spent the last ten years growing. Everyone was safe, alive, but he was missing a rat. In his rush to leave the collapsing Casita, in his panic to gather his squeaky familia, he had lost Bowie!
He was happy to be back at the collapsed home, happy to hug his sisters, but, as he hugged his mother, looking over his shoulders, he saw him, just above Comilo’s head…
“Bowie!” Bruno pushed aside his mother, his sister, Comilo jumping aside with a yelp.
“Oh Bowie you’re safe! Rosolita will have her lover back, Julio will not win this night.” He beamed, oblivious to his family watching in confusion.
“Yeah, he sort of lost it in the walls, we can fix that? I think?” Mirabel shrugged as her abuela side eyed her.
“Thank god he lived, I can’t stand the thought of Julio being with Rosolita.” Dolores huffed with crossed arms.