TITLE: Of Madness and Folly
GENRE: Upper MG Contemporary
Before the woods and the blood and the police chase, we had a plan. Sort of.
The thing about plans is, well, they never turn out the way we plan. One surprise, one twist, one turn, and a plan becomes a pickle. Now, a pickle is a different matter. I don’t like pickles—the food or the conundrum. They’re slimy, sour, and they appear without warning, like on a cheeseburger or in a mystery.
Or the night before Halloween, when my friends and I felt like decorating the neighborhood, “to make it more festive,” we said.
Our target: The Oakwood Mansion (the biggest house in Wisconsin, and maybe the world).
“I think we have over two hundred rolls. Let’s let these rich peacocks know we don’t want them in our neighborhood anymore.” Milton Hansen, my friend who turned unimportant pranks into D-day, closed the minivan’s trunk and hopped into the passenger seat. My older brother Jamie pulled away from the Mini Mart and began the two-minute journey to the Oakwood Mansion.
“Why don’t we want them in our neighborhood?” I asked, poking my head between the front seats.
“Because they’re rich, and we don’t like stuck-up rich people,” Milton said.
“How do you know they’re stuck up?”
“Nevermind, Pete,” Jamie said. “Milt’s excited. That’s all.”
We parked in the neighborhood behind the mansion to avoid suspicion and unloaded the minivan. Our preparation for destroying Oakwood Mansion included walkie-talkies, black attire (better suited for robbing a bank), and a pre-vandalization scout of the intended target.