Wow, this one is dark!

Those days electricity, gasoline and water were common goods are over. So is friendship and the confidence everything will be better one day. That day will never come.

The boy.... the dog....

It's kinda hard to root for this narrator. I still try to believe people really are good, for the most part, even if most care only about themselves and Look Out for Number One. But I haven't lived in a dystopian future (yet, knock on wood).

I really hope the narrator's regrets (children, even) are pure fiction.

powerful writing, and disturbing.