Imagine a middle-aged man with a solid career, beautiful wife and a waterfront home in sunny South Florida. Picture also, a gorgeous ophthalmologist with a beachfront condo, her own thriving practice and a bevy of rich friends sharing her life in the fast lane. You would have thought they had won life's lottery. Wanting for nothing, intoxicated by pleasure and devoid of pain. It's a natural assumption that would be wrong. Ugly intruders, like wantonness and jealousy, infect perfect worlds. Uninvited yet inevitable guests that fuel the furnaces of hate and stoke the fires of remorse. What transpires isn't pretty. Is it deserved? No one can say. Who can judge without walking in their shoes? The friction of life tends to callous souls and distort judgment. Without the slightest notion that they took a wrong turn down a dangerous path, they plod on, to ruination.