We Belong Together From Toy Story 3 Novels & Stories

Together. '

Together. Always together. **THE END**

They all hoped for happiness for their master, so that he would never be separated from his wife and child again. When Edmund was about to blow out the candles, everyone sang happily. The atmosphere was very lively and warm, especially when Edmund, Alice and Sky took photos together. Everyone's eyes filled with tears watching them. "Oh, I'm so happy. We finally have a family photo like everyone else," Sky muttered as she checked the results. "Haven't we had a photo of the three of us, Honey?" Alice whispered, stroking Sky's curl hair. "Right, we even have a photo of the three of us with the baby pangolin," Edmund continued, doing the same thing with his wife.

“We’re strongest together.” “I know, little wolf. And I agree. The three of us will act as one unit.” Whatever future awaited us, it would face all three of us at once.

All of us. Together. And the future stretched ahead, bright and full of promise. Ready for whatever came next. Because we were stronger than any storm. Braver than any fear. And loved beyond measure. This was our story. Our happy ending. Our new beginning. And it was perfect. Absolutely perfect. THE END

And we would walk it together. THE END

"That's right, princess. Families stick together no matter what." "Even when mean people try to hurt us?" she asks with four-year-old directness. Brett and I exchange glances. She's too young to understand the article, but she's picked up on our stress. "Especially then," I say, reaching over to touch her cheek. "Because we're stronger together than we are apart." "Like the Three Musketeers?" Her eyes light up. "Exactly like the Three Musketeers," Brett confirms with a smile. After dropping Lily at school, Brett and I sit in his office planning our foundation's next steps.

"Please? I just want to be normal like other kids. I want a mommy and daddy who love each other and live together and don't have two different rooms." I looked at Bella over Tom's head and saw my own heartbreak reflected in her eyes. How do you explain to a three-year-old that the people who love him can't trust each other enough to be together? "How about this," Bella said gently. "Tonight, Daddy and I will both stay right here with you. We'll figure out the rest tomorrow, okay?" "Promise?" Tom looked at both of us. "Promise," we said together. Tom settled back down between us, holding both our hands. Within minutes, his breathing evened out and he was asleep.