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Frank Black is a god on Wall Street. He has survived the Great Recession. At home, he has the dream life; lives in a Mansion, has a beach house in the Hamptons, a beautiful wife and two adorable sons. The millions of dollars he makes each year, seem to provide him with everything he could ever want.
When a prized client asks him to spend a month in the Dominican Republic to review the potential acquisition of a sugar plantation, he can’t refuse.
On the island, Frank meets a tiny man who has nothing except his daughter. Enslaved by the plantation, this man teaches Frank the difference between wanting and needing. He opens Frank’s eyes to the real world, not the one made of Sugar.
One person can change the world, and in this stirring tale, we come to understand how. It wasn’t enough for Frank Black to have what most would have longed for in this life: a beautiful, caring wife, handsome, good boys, more money than ninety-eight percent of the world, comfort, luxury, and most of all he was loved. It simply wasn’t enough. The drive for more consumed him.
He would be a loser if he didn’t win the big one. He needed to get more of what he had to satisfy his insatiable lust for the Sugar in life, the coatings, the super cial wants and desires of a life unful lled. His addiction had grown out of control. He needed now, rather than wanted.
Where his wants turned to needs is hard to say, but it is for certain they were no less powerful than the addiction of drugs. He couldn’t imagine a life without what he had, not who. He always imagined the who in his life would be there forever.
Until it all changed. His American Dream went awry. He awoke, and that’s when Frank Black started living and stopped dreaming.“
