On Top Sail Island, North Carolina, stands the ruins of a dream in a shell of a house. Before the hurricane, both the house and owner had proudly stood on the oceanfront daring the challenges of wind and wave. Six years before, John (not his real name) had left his wife of eleven years in search of something he could not define — something that would make his life complete and happy. He wanted adventure and fun; he wanted big-boy-toys. He wanted a beautiful home and a beautiful wife, and he was willing to live beyond his means to get it. He wanted his youth and strength and female attention, so he worked out at the gym, had his teeth professionally polished, and he ran daily in the best running shoes available. He married the woman who peaked his fancy and together they financed their $300…