The night before everyone was going back to New York, Candy came over to Charo's room.
"Hi, Charo. Um... We're leaving early tomorrow morning, so ... I thought I might as well say goodbye to you now."
"えっ... It's already tomorrow?"
"Seems so. We'll be going back east and you'll be heading west, right?"
"Yes. But I..."
"Okay. Then I guess this is it. Bye, Charo. Take care."
Candy hurriedly left the room.
She didn't want to stay longer because she thought she might cry.
On the other hand, Charo was thinking about what Louisa had told him.
He still couldn't make up his mind.
Should he really go back to New York, or not?
Charo couldn't sleep that night.
But eventually he drifted into a dream.
He saw Louisa and the cards, forming the word "CAST".
Then suddenly, purple smoke began to rise, just as before.
"Hello, Charo. How have you been?"
"わっ！ You are... Andorra! How come?"
"You called me. It seems you're troubled. The cat fortune-teller told you something,
"Sure. Now, Charo, I want to show you something."
Andorra stroked his head.
The warm of her hand was very soothing.
Suddenly, Charo was able to see Dread in his nest.
He was lying beside the old sofa, moaning.
"He's been dreaming of you almost every night."
"He doesn't ... look well."
"He is getting weaker, it seems. He's been ill for quite a while, actually, since before you left for Chicago."
Dread kept mumbling in his sleep.
Charo couldn't take his eyes off him.
"No, Charo! You're going the wrong way! Watch out!"
"Dread! I'm here! I'm all right!"
"You are seeing him from your own dream. He can't hear you."
Andorra gently stroked Charo on the head again.
"You can't make up your mind, right? Whether to go back to New York or not. Well, there's only one thing I can say to you. Look into yourself, Charo. Figure out what you think is the best."
"What I think is the best..."
"Yes. You'll find a way. I'm sure you will."
With more purple smoke, Andorra disappeared.
And Charo woke up finding himself in his room at the Spencers.
Morning sunlight was pouring in.
From outside, he could hear the voices of Candy, Aunt Charlotte, and everyone else, getting ready to leave.
"Wait, Candy! I want to go back, too!"
Charo dashed out. He had made up his mind.
At that moment, the dogs were in the car and Aunt Charlotte was about to shut the door.
"I'm coming with you! I have to go back to see Dread!"
Charo ran as fast as he could. But the car had already left.
It was impossible for a puppy to catch up with it.
"What the ...! Hey! What are you trying to do? You could have been killed!"
It was Sir Joseph. He had jumped right in front of the car.
Aunt Charlotte hurriedly opened the window to see what had happened.
"Now, Charo! Jump in!"
Charo made it. He landed right on Aunt Charlotte's lap.
"Oh! Good heavens!"
"Well done, Charo. Take care of yourself and never give up on your dream."
"Thank you so much, Sir Joseph! Goodbye!"
The limo started off once again.
Charo hopped over to the backseat where Candy and Ike were.
"Candy, I've decided to return to New York."
"Sure. You're just a kid. I suppose you need me, after all."
Candy moved closer to Charo.
She was trying to look as calm as usual, but she was obviously very happy.
Charo was happy, too.
But at the same time, he couldn't help thinking of Dread.
He kept hoping that the dream he saw was not true.