Is It A Dream?
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Detective Danny Reagan was having a hard time adjusting to life as a widower. He had been shutting himself out of the world for six months now. His family is worried about him, not knowing what to do to help.
Why, all of a sudden, is Danny drawn to New Jersey? What will he find there? Will it give him some satisfaction? Or will it drive him to be a hermit and quit his job?
*mature for talk of rape/small smut*
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