Grandpa Stole the Golf Cart

When the HOA banned fun, they never expected a full-scale senior uprising.

Welcome to Sunnyvale Gardens, a picture-perfect retirement community where the grass is clipped to regulation height, the hedges are suspiciously judgmental, and even the pink plastic flamingos have to file for approval. On paper, it’s paradise. In practice? It’s a pastel prison ruled by the world’s most power-hungry Homeowners Association.

After years of swallowing the HOA’s nonsense—no chili cook-offs, no karaoke, no laughter after 7 p.m.—Hank Henderson has finally had enough. A seventy-eight-year-old ex–car salesman with a rebellious streak and a bad hip, Hank decides to make one last stand for freedom and dignity… by stealing the HOA president’s gold-plated golf cart.

What he doesn’t expect is to accidentally ignite a movement.

When Hank’s joyride goes viral, the residents of Sunnyvale Gardens wake up to a delicious new possibility: rebellion. Together with his unlikely partners—each a ticking time bomb of personality and mischief—Hank forms The Silver Bandits, a secret society of retirees who refuse to grow old quietly.

There’s Jackie “Scissors” Malone, a leopard-print-clad hairdresser with three ex-husbands and a purse full of sharp objects. Lenny “Gizmo” Gordon, a conspiracy-loving tinkerer who once reprogrammed his microwave to talk back. Mabel “Cupcake” Jensen, who looks like everyone’s grandmother but builds smoke bombs out of baking soda and good intentions. And finally, Merry “Sunshine” Caldwell, the accidental leader—part mother hen, part drill sergeant—who’s trying desperately to keep them all from ending up on the evening news again.

The Silver Bandits declare war on boredom, HOA tyranny, and anyone who tells them to “act their age.” Between drone-powered pranks, secret code words hidden in bingo cards, and a series of escalating late-night missions, their suburban revolution turns Sunnyvale Gardens into a battleground of casseroles and chaos.

But the HOA president isn’t about to surrender. He’s armed with neighborhood watch zealots, a newly installed “No Loitering” task force, and a security drone nicknamed Buzzkill. When he vows to evict anyone caught defying the rules, the Bandits realize they’re not just fighting for their freedom—they’re fighting for every soul who’s ever felt invisible.

As the stakes rise and the antics grow wilder, friendships deepen, secrets spill, and the past comes roaring back. Hank may have started this as a prank, but somewhere between the pudding-cup assaults and midnight joyrides, he rediscovers something he thought he’d lost long ago: purpose.

Because rebellion isn’t about age—it’s about spirit.

Grandpa Stole the Golf Cart: The Silver Bandits Strike Again is a wildly funny, fiercely heartwarming story about friendship, courage, and the sheer joy of refusing to go quietly. It’s The Golden Girls with firecrackers, The Thursday Murder Club with golf carts, and A Man Called Ove with a criminal record.

Perfect for readers who love stories about second chances, found family, and the beautiful madness of getting older, this laugh-out-loud caper proves that life after seventy can be just as dangerous—and twice as fun—as anything that came before.

So buckle up, grab your orthopedic seat cushions, and prepare for the slowest high-speed chase in history.
The Silver Bandits are back. And they’re not stopping until Sunnyvale Gardens remembers how to live again.