A Suburban Nightmare Millions of Years in the Making
The hole was huge. Gaping, even. From one side to the other it yawned wide in the Earth, fifty feet or more across and deep enough that even the boys of the neighborhood, usually so bold and ready to tackle whatever danger they could find, were dutifully minding their mothers’ instructions to keep their distance. Staring down into the abyss one could see the glint of metal pipes and the jagged concrete which had come from the street previously occupying the space where the hole had developed early that morning. One young girl, remembering a trip to some caves out West the Summer previous and time spent playing amongst stalagmites and stalactites (though she could never remember which was which) had tried to scout around the edge of the cavernous collapse to look for geodes, before being pulled back by her father and sent to her room. Even now as the police placed yellow tape and blockades around the hole, a few brave souls tried to free themselves from the grip of concerned parent