My childhood officially ended the day I heard the word Tiresias while playing tag with my friends on a sultry August afternoon. As daylight waned, neighborhood kids ran rampant over manicured lawns screaming, “You’re it!” and “Tag, I gotcha!” We were twelve year olds; ranging in the stages of maturity from testosterone-ridden puberty to pencil-necked little boy. I vacillated between the two extremes. But we’d been inseparable since kindergarten.
Until that August day, it had been the best summer of my life, one that would define childhood summers for me; running through lawn sprinklers, building a tree fort just four feet off the ground, some kind of meat cooking on the grill, the smell mouth-watering, no second calls for lunch required. The following September, we would look forward to venturing off to junior high. The sorrow caused by and fear of our government had not yet colored my world…
The story of a post apocalyptic world on the brink, Steve Manos and his family live in Europe Town, a segregated area where people of European descent live in the Coalition; formerly the United States. The necessities of life are minimally met by the government and everyone works for the good of the leadership. As life for the people becomes almost intolerable, change happens.
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