The house was green. There was no denying that. It had three bedrooms and a two-car garage with a short driveway leading to a major street. It also had a big, fenced backyard. But most of all it was green…

The young woman sat across the table from me, awaiting my response.

I regarded her carefully. She must have thought I didn’t understand her question, because now she was restating it. I paused, knowing the answer she was searching for, but not being willing to give it to her.

Her question was, “Where do you go for truth?”