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AVAILABLE BOOK CLOTH COLORS

12/21/2022

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AVAILABLE BOOK CLOTH COVERS

THREE BOOK CLOTH COLORS AVAILABLE
NAVY BLUE
CHOCOLATE
​GRAY

HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BLANK BOOKS

$25.00 - $35.00

CUSTOM MADE

HARDCOVER

BLANK BOOKS


MADE TO ORDER


ALL HARDCOVERS ARE 80 PAGES


(LONGER HARDCOVERS BY REQUEST ONLY)


HARDCOVER

HAND SEWN

HAND CUT PAPER

HAND SANDED EDGES


CURRENTLY AVAILABLE MATERIALS


BOOK CLOTH COVERS AVAILABLE


CURRENLY ONLY THREE COLORS FOR COVER IN STOCK


CHOCOLATE BROWN

NAVY BLUE

GRAY

(PICTURED)


INTERIOR PAPER


24 LB PARCHMENT (INTENDED FOR WRITING/SKETCHING)


BLUE

GOLD

IVORY


65 LB CARDSTOCK (INTENDED FOR ART AND WRITING)


WHITE


MAKE YOUR CUSTOM SELECTIONS FROM THE DROP DOWN MENUS.


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#Fiction - KING INCEL - LORD OF THE TROLLS

12/3/2022

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KING INCEL
LORD OF THE TROLLS

Amid the din of thunderous applause, King Incel appeared on the stage. He waved a hand in acknowledgement and waited for the cheers to subside. As the crowd settled into their seats, a voice cut through the talking and scuffling of chairs.

“We love you, King Incel!”

A fresh round of enthusiastic clapping swept over the crowd. King Incel smiled and held up both hands for silence. In moment, the room became quiet and still.

“Dear friends. I stand before you today a happy man.”

Scattered cheers and whispers, but King Incel motioned once again for silence.
     
“I was once the richest man in the world. All the finest things in life were thrown at my feet. Champagne, boats, planes, and yes, horses.
     
Laughter and pointing from the crowd.
     
“I will not deny that the accoutrements of success gave pleasure. In some ways, I miss parts of the life that came with fame and fortune. It’s sad to no longer possess horses to trade for goods and services.
More laughter from the crowd.
     
“Indeed, being the richest man in the world had its perks. I will not lie about that, but something was missing. The money became everything, dictating my every action. I could no longer be myself.”
     
Hushed murmurs and nods of approval. King Incel smiled.
   
“More than 400 years ago, Hamlet uttered the immortal advice, “To thine own self be true.”
     
“Actually…” a voice from the crowd said, but a thousand stares cut the speaker to pieces, and he could not continue.
     
“When forced to choose between being the richest man in the world and speaking my mind, it wasn’t a difficult decision. It wasn’t hard to pick a side. I chose FREEDOM!” King Incel roared the final word, bringing forth a raucous round of cheering as the crowd stood as one and chanted FREEDOM. FREEDOM!
     
“To be or not to be free, that is the question. Whether it’s nobler to be rich and famous, following rules and mores of society, or to throw off all the expectations and tyranny to be truly free.”
     
Aside from Mr. Actually, every man in the room screamed their approval.
     
“I chose to be free and urge you to follow me. But how, Aye there’s the rub.”
     
The crowd sat again, waiting for King Incel to continue.

"Society tells you what not to say and how to act. Pages upon pages of rules to follow, people not to offend. Special groups to not include in humor. As if jokes killed. Society will turn you into a robot! The first step is throwing off all of their rules. But what then?"
     
“This is why I wrote the twenty commandments of being a free man. You can acquire a copy today for the low price of $8. A bargain really. I’ve read all the important literature so you don’t have to – boiled everything essential down to the 20 Commandments for a woke free life.”
     
King Incel pointed above and behind him at a monitor on the wall of the auditorium.
 
TWENTY COMMANDMENTS FOR A WOKE FREE LIFE

"Don't live in fear of who not to offend - target everyone equally, that is the answer. Doesn't equality dictate everyone should be included in humor? The first thing a free man should do each day is scream obscenities and so called 'hate speech' into the mirror. You might call it the Two Minutes Hate. I made that up myself I'll have you know. You'll get this and other brilliant original advice on how to live free in my pamphlet. Did I mention it's only $8?" 

The crowd cheered and King Incel couldn't help smiling again. After a few moments the applause subsided, allowing him to continue. 
 
“Friends, at 60% off the regular price, this is not an opportunity you should miss. Let me show you the way. Choose freedom!”
         
“Freedom,” the crowd chanted in one voice.
         
“Come forward,” said King Incel. “Collect the red ticket, which can be taken to the bookshop to purchase the WOKE FREE LIFE Commandment Pack.”
         
The crowd formed into lines along the aisles of the auditorium with solemn piety, all men silent while waiting for his moment with King Incel.
         
Some wept when receiving the Red Ticket. Others began speaking in computer code, all the mysteries of universe explained in a jumble of 1s and 0s.
         
Within a few moments of the last man in line receiving his Red Ticket, the entire room began chanting in unison.
         
King Incel!
King Incel!     
King Incel!

"One last parting thought before I send you out into the world. The next time some government lackey tells you the price of freedom is eternal vigilance, correct them: freedom costs $8. Tell all your friends. Let them know they can download a pamphlet today at WOKEFREELIFE.COM. Thank you friends for your contributions to my freedom fund. You've taken the first steps to become free men. Go forth and spread the good word." 


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CURRENTLY AVAILABLE MATERIALS


BOOK CLOTH COVERS AVAILABLE


CURRENLY ONLY THREE COLORS FOR COVER IN STOCK


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NAVY BLUE

GRAY

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INTERIOR PAPER


24 LB PARCHMENT (INTENDED FOR WRITING/SKETCHING)


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CURRENTLY AVAILABLE BOOK CLOTH COLORS

11/5/2022

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HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BOOKS
​THE AVAILABLE BOOK CLOTH COLORS 

New Colors of Book Cloth are NOW IN STOCK!! 

Choose from 

NAVY BLUE
RED
BLACK
CHOCOLATE
CREAM
LIGHT GRAY

The process of getting a CUSTOM HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BOOK is simple.
Pick a book cloth color for cover. 
Pick from the available interior paper options and I'll sew you a hardcover book! 

CURRENTLY AVAILABLE PAPER

PARCHMENT IN 3 COLORS (INTENDED FOR WRITING WITH SOME SKETCHING)

GOLD
BABY BLUE
IVORY

65 LB CARDSTOCK IN WHITE (INTENDED FOR ART/WRITING)

To purchase - click the links pictured below or email MoranPressGroup@gmail.com

Thank you for supporting small business. I can't wait to sew you a hardcover!!

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HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BLANK BOOKS

$25.00 - $35.00

CUSTOM MADE

HARDCOVER

BLANK BOOKS


MADE TO ORDER


ALL HARDCOVERS ARE 80 PAGES


(LONGER HARDCOVERS BY REQUEST ONLY)


HARDCOVER

HAND SEWN

HAND CUT PAPER

HAND SANDED EDGES


CURRENTLY AVAILABLE MATERIALS


BOOK CLOTH COVERS AVAILABLE


CURRENLY ONLY THREE COLORS FOR COVER IN STOCK


CHOCOLATE BROWN

NAVY BLUE

GRAY

(PICTURED)


INTERIOR PAPER


24 LB PARCHMENT (INTENDED FOR WRITING/SKETCHING)


BLUE

GOLD

IVORY


65 LB CARDSTOCK (INTENDED FOR ART AND WRITING)


WHITE


MAKE YOUR CUSTOM SELECTIONS FROM THE DROP DOWN MENUS.


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NEW RELEASE - Benny the Haunted Toymaker Grows Up

12/29/2021

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MORAN PRESS PRESENTS
BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP
BY GABRIEL RICARD
HORROR STORIES

At long last - BENNY LIVES! This book was long delayed due to pandemic, something I know everyone reading can relate with - it's been one hell of a time the last two years. 

But the wait is indeed over - BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP - A collection of horror short stories by Gabriel Ricard is available for purchase from Amazon and Moran Press. 

Moran Press published the hand sewn hardcover edition first and you can purchase that from the store. Simply CLICK LINK OR ANY PICTURE in this post. 

So what's Benny all about? Here's the description and some praise for Benny. 

GABRIEL RICARD returns to fiction with a collection of 6 horror stories, including a young man’s surreal encounter with vampires, a desperate last date in a shimmering shopping mall, and the long-drawn consequences of a demon invasion.

PRAISE FOR BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP

“Gabriel Ricard’s debut collection of short horror stories, Benny the Haunted Toymaker Grows Up And Other Stories, is truly disturbing and trending beyond the norm. Intelligent and compelling, his tales really pull you into Ricard’s otherworldly and intriguing universe.”

Barbie Wilde - Actress, “Hellraiser 2”, Author, “The Venus Complex”

“The wit may be bone dry, but the dread conjured up by Ricard’s stories bleeds right on out from every page. Kelly Link fans take note.”

Clay McLeod Chapman - Author, Whisper Down the Lane

Congrats to Gabriel on publication of his first collection of horror stories. I hope you all love this book as much as I did. 
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GET A HAND SEWN 
HARDCOVER EDITION

During pandemic I dedicated myself to learning how to make hand sewn chapbooks and then hardcover editions. 

Benny the Haunted Toymaker Grows Up is available in trade paperback and kindle editions at Amazon and also in hand sewn hardcover at Moran Press. 

I make the hardcovers completely from scratch. 
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Hand cut paper. 
Hand sanded edges.
Hand sewn signatures. 
Hand made case cover wraps. 

You can't get *anything* like this in stores or anywhere else for that matter. 

Truly a one of a kind book lover's dream. 

​CLICK LINK OR PICTURE TO BUY 

BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP HARDCOVER EDITION

$50.00 - $75.00

NEW RELEASE


A horror short story collection from Gabriel Ricard


BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP


Description:


GABRIEL RICARD returns to fiction with a collection of 6 horror stories, including a young man’s surreal encounter with vampires, a desperate last date in a shimmering shopping mall, and the long-drawn consequences of a demon invasion.


Get this new collection in a hand sewn hardcover edition.


80 pages

Hand cut paper

Hand sanded edges

Hand cut case cover wrap

Hand sewn signature text block


A book unlike anything else you'll ever buy.


This hardcover edition pays author $5 royalty per copy.


PRAISE FOR BENNY THE HAUNTED TOYMAKER GROWS UP


“Gabriel Ricard’s collection of short horror stories, Benny the Haunted Toymaker Grows Up And Other Stories, is truly disturbing and trending beyond the norm. Intelligent and compelling, his tales really pull you into Ricard’s otherworldly and intriguing universe.”


  • Barbie Wilde Actress, “Hellraiser 2”, Author, “The Venus Complex”


“The wit may be bone dry, but the dread conjured up by Ricard’s stories bleeds right on out from every page. Kelly Link fans take note.”


  • Clay McLeod Chapman Author, Whisper Down the Lane
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HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BLANK BOOKS

12/3/2021

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HAND SEWN
HARDCOVER
BLANK BOOKS

I can sew you the world.
​Well, sort of - I can sew you a hardcover blank book. 
Made 100% from scratch. 
Hand cut and sanded edges.
Hand sewn signatures.
Hand cut chipboard and
decorative paper/cloth cover wraps.
You can't get ANYTHING like this in stores. 

Custom made to order. 

Available in three sizes

POCKET SIZED HARDCOVER
3.5X5.5 INCHES
(PICTURED WITH
CASE COVER WRAP)
​$15

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THE SERVER
FITS IN MOST APRONS
4X8 INCHES
(PICTURED BEFORE
​CASE COVER ADDED)
​$20

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STANDARD SIZE
5.5x8.5 INCHES
$30

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GET A CUSTOM
HARDCOVER BLANK BOOK!

HAND SEWN HARDCOVER BLANK BOOKS

$25.00 - $35.00

CUSTOM MADE

HARDCOVER

BLANK BOOKS


MADE TO ORDER


ALL HARDCOVERS ARE 80 PAGES


(LONGER HARDCOVERS BY REQUEST ONLY)


HARDCOVER

HAND SEWN

HAND CUT PAPER

HAND SANDED EDGES


CURRENTLY AVAILABLE MATERIALS


BOOK CLOTH COVERS AVAILABLE


CURRENLY ONLY THREE COLORS FOR COVER IN STOCK


CHOCOLATE BROWN

NAVY BLUE

GRAY

(PICTURED)


INTERIOR PAPER


24 LB PARCHMENT (INTENDED FOR WRITING/SKETCHING)


BLUE

GOLD

IVORY


65 LB CARDSTOCK (INTENDED FOR ART AND WRITING)


WHITE


MAKE YOUR CUSTOM SELECTIONS FROM THE DROP DOWN MENUS.


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HARDCOVER BOOKS AT MORAN PRESS

9/16/2021

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HAND MADE
HAND SEWN
HARDCOVER BOOKS

Welcome to the NEW MORAN PRESS. Like everyone else in the world, The Covid Pandemic changed everything. It forced me as a small business owner to reimagine every aspect of my process to adjust to the new stark paradigm.

The pandemic cancelled live events for a long while and impacted everything about how small business is done. I re-focused on my core processes and in some cases - completely changed how I did everything. Over a span of the last 18 months, I've learned the process of making HARD COVER BOOKS BY HAND. 

Yes, I can make my own hardcover books by hand. This has been a lifelong goal that somehow got spurred into action by pandemic. Life can move in mysterious ways. 
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I spend the last 18 months learning all parts of the bookmaking process - from interior layout and cover design, to sewing the signatures, and gluing covers together. It's been an incredible journey that somehow ended up here - with me handmaking books with my two hands. 

I sew/bind/make these books with warm hugs and coffee, lots of coffee. 

In the next couple days, I'll have information about the first official HARDCOVER EXCLUSIVE TITLE RELEASE from Gabriel Ricard. You'll only be able to get this title as a HAND SEWN HARDCOVER. Be sure to watch for that exciting post. 

Thank you to all the readers for staying with Moran Press during these trying and unprecedented times. I hope you check out the HAND MADE BOOKS in the store. Let me sew you the world!!!!

I'm off to sew books, hopefully one for you. 

Stephen Moran
​Owner of Moran Press

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The Books are Here! A Box of THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT

1/24/2021

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I'm proud to announce that Gabriel Ricard has received a big box of THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT. Please contact him to get a signed copy. This is a beautiful book and you'll want it for your personal collection. 
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PACK LIGHT, DREAM DESPERATELY 

Washed up actors, mass murderers, Christ cosplayers, killer angels, and Viking funerals.

Meet the vagabond cast in thirteen new stories from author Gabriel Ricard (BONDAGE NIGHT, CLOUDS OF HUNGRY DOGS).

THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT is a travelogue of lost, quietly deranged souls. Like all of us, these characters are just trying to get through the week alive.
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Moran Press has copies in stock as well. Click the cover image to purchase. Purchase the new release - The Oddities on Saturday Night by Gabriel Ricard today. 
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#Fiction - MURDER IN A SMALL TOWN - Part One

1/22/2021

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MURDER IN A SMALL TOWN
PART ONE

Rain assaults the windows, and a loud thunderclap shakes the house, a pre-dawn lightning storm and I can’t get back to sleep. Sitting in the kitchen with a coffee and without motivation to write, I let my mind wander in the sound of the incessant driving rain. Perhaps the madness outside can inspire…
           
There’s a loud pounding at the door. With a sigh, I place my cup on the table. At this hour it can only be the police. Nobody else would be so rude. Not even a door-to-door salesperson. I pull back the curtain, but don’t open the door. It’s the chief himself in the flesh, daring to grace me with his presence. He is not wearing a mask.
           
“Mask up. And you people call me a serial killer?”
           
The chief grunts displeasure but does put on a mask. Keeping the chain on the door, I open it enough for him to speak to me. He looks old in the gray sky of morning storm, every bit the Grandpa that I tease him for being even tho we…
           
“What do you want? It better not be about that doll again, I fucking swear.”
           
He shakes his head negative.
           
“We found a body.”
           
“Where?”
           
“Up by the dam.”
           
In Uxbridge? My dam? Should I call Marcus?
           
“I don’t know anything about it.”
           
The chief shuffles his feet and grunts again. The rain increases in intensity and a bright flash illuminates the morning sky. With only a second of delay a cracking boom rips the air. He doesn’t flinch and keeps his eyes on me.
           
“Things…were done to the body. The FBI can’t send anyone yet, some big crime scene up Worcester way. Surprised you didn't know already. Who knows when the feds will send agents and I can't wait that long for answers. So I’m asking you. I need your help.”
           
I can’t help a sigh and shake my head. “You always need something from me don’t you. It’s usually dinner you want. You just can’t stay away.”
           
The chief ignores my barbs and taps a code to activate an app on his mobile phone. He turns the phone towards me and uses a finger to scroll over a set of crime scene photos. Very recent. The victim is a female, late 20’s, blonde, of medium height and weight, the body visibly mutilated. There’s also signs of prior violence, bruises mostly faded but multiple and on several parts of the body.
           
“Why are you asking me? Does she have husband or a boyfriend? A recent break up? Arrest those men, you’ll get the guilty party.”
             
The chief glanced around him before answering. “The husband was in custody for domestic violence at the time of the murder.”
           
Stop. No. “Let me see those photos again.”
           
He displays the screen and waits in the driving rain while I examine the photos for a second time. What did I miss? It looks to be a crime of passion, savage wounds dealt to the body. If the husband paid someone to do this, they wouldn’t have done it like this. The last photo is a close up of the left arm, hand severed high on the wrist.
           
“Were severed body parts found at the crime scene.”
           
“No,” he says. 
           
The earth sways a bit before I gather myself.

“Saul,” I scream. “Get my fucking coat.”

PART TWO COMING SOON
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NEW RELEASE - The Oddities on Saturday Night by Gabriel Ricard

12/27/2020

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NEW RELEASE
THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT
BY
GABRIEL RICARD


Moran Press Presents

THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT by Gabriel Ricard

The description from Amazon

PACK LIGHT, DREAM DESPERATELY 

Washed up actors, mass murderers, Christ cosplayers, killer angels, and Viking funerals. Meet the vagabond cast in thirteen new stories from author Gabriel Ricard (BONDAGE NIGHT, CLOUDS OF HUNGRY DOGS). THE ODDITIES ON SATURDAY NIGHT is a travelogue of lost, quietly deranged souls. Like all of us, these characters are just trying to get through the week alive.

You can order the paperback and Kindle edition at Amazon by clicking the cover image in post. You can also get a signed copy from Gabriel Ricard. Simply comment on this post or message him on social media to snag a copy. The final option is to purchase The Oddities on Saturday Night on this website linked below. Thank you for supporting small business, reading, and indie authors. We couldn't do it without the readers. 

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#Fiction - MEET THE BUTLER

12/14/2020

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MEET THE BUTLER
​AN ELLA STORY


​A new message alert beeped on Saul’s phone. Tapping the code to unlock the screen, Saul read the text and grunted. Without a word, Saul pushed the recruit forward along the dimly lit hall. The recruit was shaking and stumbled, but Saul did not relent and dragged the prisoner the last few steps to a set of double doors.
           
“Stand up, will you. Pull yourself together.”
           
“Who is this guy I’m meeting? Is he really the butler?”
           
Saul shook his head and knocked on the door. Within moments the double doors swung open to reveal an elderly man wearing a tuxedo.
           
“Just in time for tea. Do come in,” the old man made a sweeping gesture with his arm and stepped to one side to allow the recruit to enter his apartment. Saul led the recruit into the dining room and forced him into a seat closest to the door.
           
The old man took the seat opposite the recruit but did not speak. Saul began serving tea, freshly cut slices of lemon on a serving dish.
           
“That will be all, Saul. Thank you.”
           
Saul gave a slight bow towards the old man and left. The recruit looked from his teacup to the old man.
           
“Who are you?”
           
“You may call me George. I’ve been a servant at Holden Farms all my life. I’ll instruct you in all aspects of being a servant. Cooking, cleaning, ironing, sewing, tending the horses and gardens, hosting invited guests, and most importantly, the specific needs of the master of Holden Farms.”
           
The recruit sipped the tea, a brow furrowed in concentration.
           
“You’re going to train me to be a butler? What about the killing, being an assassin part?”
           
George smiled and squeezed lemon slices into his tea.
           
“I don’t know how to tell you this. Saul was having some fun with you. I’m afraid there won’t be any revenge killing in your future. You’re fate is with me as a servant of Holden Farms. You’ll never leave this mansion again. Just like me.”
           
George sipped his tea and smiled again.
           
“I don’t understand.”
           
“Have a lemon cake. It will make you feel better.”
           
The recruit did as he was instructed, taking a small bite of the cake and waiting for George to explain.
           
“Due to your age and other factors, you’ve been selected as a personal servant to Miss Ella, provided you pass my training course.”
           
“What other factors?”
           
“You’re an orphan. No surviving relatives. Never married. No stable employment. In short, you fit the profile. Nobody will miss you.”
           
The recruit leaned back in his chair, rubbing a hand over his hair in nervous exasperation. “I guess that answers my question about what happens if I don’t want to be a butler.”
           
George nods and sips his tea before answering. “Indeed. No need to go into the grisly details. I’ll leave that to your imagination. But, know this, you best pass my butler school. Failure isn’t an option for you. Some don’t understand the core of what it means to be a servant. It’s more the list of duties you perform.”
           
The recruit ate more lemon cake and contemplated George’s words.
           
“Tell me what the core is if not the duties you have already mentioned.”
           
“Being a servant at Holden Farms means anticipating the needs of the master before she asks. You must become attuned to her moods, whims, and be able to discern how to meet all needs and expectations even when those specifics are not communicated. To be a butler here, you must dedicate your entire being to the happiness of the master.”
           
The recruit began to answer but stopped and sipped his tea.
           
“I guess the only thing I don’t understand is why my age. I’m only 22. I don’t have experience…”
           
George cut him off with a wave of his hand.
           
“Ella doesn’t want someone’s bad habits. Your age is for a reason. You can be molded into the servant she wants. Just remember the core principle. Make Ella happy and you’ll remain alive.”
           
George stood at the same moment Saul re-entered the room.
           
“Well, is he ready?” Saul asked, gesturing at the recruit.
           
“I can’t say for sure, my friend. But it will have to wait until later. We must prepare for the trial.”
           
“If there is a trial,” Saul interrupted.
           
“What happened?” the recruit asked, not understanding.
           
Saul grunted and glanced at George. Receiving no answer, he cleared his throat and returned his eyes to the recruit.
           
“The prisoner confessed.”
           
The recruit started to speak, but bells began to ring, filling the air around them with a tremendous noise. Saul grabbed the recruit by the upper arm and ushered him quickly down the hall towards the main ballroom.
           
“It’s time for a trial,” George said, smiling wide as he opened the doors.
           
The ballroom packed with the residents of Holden Farms. On the stage the bell rung and rung, the volume deafening as George and Saul led the recruit through the crowd. When the three reached the seats reserved for them, the doors slammed shut behind and all the lights went dark.
           
A woman’s voice sounded over the intercom.
           
​“Bring out the prisoner!” 

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