Coco: The Junior Novelization

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Coco: The Junior Novelization — page 4 — Prologue Sometimes Miguel Rivera thought he was cursed If he was it wasn't his fault It was because of something that happened before he was even born Long ago in the town of Santa Cecilia there was a family with a mamá a papá and a little girl Their house was always full of joy and music The papá played guitar The mamá and the girl danced And everyone sang But the music in the happy house wasn't enough for the papá His dream was to play for the world So one day he left with his guitar and never returned Miguel didn't know what happened after that for the musician But he sure knew what the mamá had done The story of Mamá Imelda had been handed down in the Rivera family for generations

Coco: The Junior Novelization — page 5 — Imelda didn't waste one tear on that walk away musician She banished all music from her life throwing away instruments and records and found a job Was it making candy Fireworks Sparkly underwear for wrestlers No Mamá Imelda made shoes And so did her daughter And then her son in law And her grandkids The Rivera business and the family grew in sync While music tore the family apart shoes held them together Miguel heard this story each year on Día de los Muertos the Day of the Dead He used to hear it from his Mamá Coco but she didn't remember much anymore This year she sat in a wicker wheelchair vacantly staring at the ofrenda that special place in their house where Miguel's family placed remembrances of and gifts for their ancestors to honor them Miguel kissed her cheek Hola Mamá Coco How are you Julio Miguel sighed Sometimes Mamá Coco had trouble remembering things like his name But that made her the best secret keeper He told her pretty much everything things he couldn't tell his abuelita who ran their household with an iron fist

Coco: The Junior Novelization — page 6 — If Abuelita said he needed to eat more tamales then Miguel ate more tamales If Abuelita wanted a kiss on her cheek then Miguel kissed her cheek And if Abuelita caught Miguel blowing a tune over the top of a soda bottle No music then Miguel would stop Abuelita even yelled at passersby No music to the truck driver blaring his radio No music to the gentlemen singing while they strolled down the street Her ban on music had affected all the aunts uncles and cousins too Miguel was pretty sure they were the only family in Mexico that hated music The worst part was that no one in his family seemed to care No one that is but him

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