Many men have fallen in the face of grace, many women wallowing under the scrutiny of pride.

For me it was not grace that caused my fall, it was the hero complex.

The masculine curse to do the right thing.

Self-sacrifice as some call it.

A laugh bubbles up in my mind at how stupid it sounds. A deep fire of hatred burning me from the inside, reminding me.

I left Liston Hills, I left Dainy and all my friends behind for one thing, one reason.

I was ...