Jealousy has a range of settings. At boil, it's the green-eyed monster that destroys love affairs. At simmer, it's a twinge in the gut when we're confronted with something we covet. In third grade, it was the Cabbage Patch doll. In ninth grade, perfectly matched outfits from the Gap. In college, the Velvet Underground box set. In adulthood? A Craftsman in Silver Lake would be just fantastic, thank you.
