Demolition Before the Bloom

onto the immaculate, eighteen-hole putting green.

Thick tires tore deep, ugly trenches into the perfectly manicured grass.

Chunks of dark earth flew into the air.

The lead SUV crushed a white picket fence without even slowing down.

The vehicles moved in perfect, terrifying synchronization.

They drove right past the clubhouse.

They headed straight for the continue reading …