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Home Again
Summary: Future Fic - A post-it that leads George back home.
I walked up the steps the same steps I walked up for 18 years, the same steps I haven't walked up in 35, the steps to…my house. I stood at the staring at the front door for a few minutes. Remembering how many times I walked through it and remembering that last day I walked out if it.
I looked down at my yellow post-it. I looked at Roxy's handwriting, which was nothing like Rube's. Even her writing was hard-edged and solid; telling you there is no bullshit here. She told me she didn't want to give it to me and at first I didn't want it either. It's been 41 years since I became a reaper. 41 years of soul taking, 41 years of death. But this was a death I wasn't prepared for, but a death I wanted to be there for.
Tbc….