٢Nothing is enough to the man for whom enough is too little.٣ ~ Epicurus At what age did I begin to question everything? As far back as I, Donavan Sherman, can recall, I saw the world not through the rose-colored glasses of others-those spectacles worn by the individuals who see what surrounds them and are satisfied-but through vision hued by green. Life took me along a bumpy path, or better yet, the path I chose led me to encounter obstacles that prepared me to overcome. That journey didn't sugarcoat the world; it opened my eyes to the true qualities of green-greed, illness, and envy. After all, even Disney surrounds their villains in green smoke. That green hue created the realization that there is always more, always better, and never enough. I saw, I coveted, I took, and I conquered. I made enemies. Even with Julia by my side, my quest for more isn't satisfied. There are people I want to see suffer, but it seems that revenge isn't a one-way street. Will Julia pay the price for my sins?