I thought I might have something else written so I could vary up my excerpts, but that didn’t end up happening. At least this little fic is proving to be a lot of fun!
Aziraphale smiled. “I like my books and the neighborhood. Oh, I always find myself back in London even when I travel far.”
Oscar nodded and shuffled his cloth-wrapped feet against the tabletop. “So you’ve been lots of places?”
“Oh, I should think so,” Aziraphale replied. “Israel, China once or twice, Edinburgh …” He trailed off as Oscar’s expression became blank for a moment. “All over,” he said instead.
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