Book Excerpt (from Chapter 2)
The trial of Sandor Hayes, the alleged traitor, was all anyone was talking about. It was in the papers and on television. Witnesses from across the Federal District—the part of the province where the capital city of Calador was located—were summoned to testify about his character.
One day before riding lessons, Aveline stood in the foyer of the carriage house with Jem watching Channel 1, which was dedicated to State news and the Daily Veneration of the Leader, a program that aired between twelve and one o’clock every afternoon, and was required viewing for all citizens of Alterra. Although the noon hour had passed, and Aveline and Jem were no longer obligated to watch Channel 1, their eyes were glued to the screen as Sandor’s older sister cried on the witness stand, describing her brother as a pious boy, committed to God and country.
“Do you think the High Court will find him innocent?” asked Aveline.
“I sure hope so.” Jem touched the Aspirant ribbon pinned to his shirt.
While they were riding, Aveline spoke a bit more freely. “My mother and uncle talk as if Mr. Hayes actually did publish that article. So the High Court would have to find him guilty, right?”
“If that’s true, Miss Aveline, they’d have to find him guilty. But they need to give him a chance to prove he’s innocent. Everybody’s supposed to get a fair trial, right?”
“But what if he can’t prove it, though? What would his punishment be, do you think?”
“I don’t know, but I don’t think the High Court should go too hard on him.”
“That’s exactly what my mother said! She thinks he should get a course of reeducation in the Party ideals. What does reeducation mean, Jem?”
“Look.” He stopped riding and pointed toward the sloping stone path leading to the stables on which a slender, black-clad figure was walking in their direction.
Meryl Brown Tobin
Good to see a story that challenges readers to think about the society they live in by experiencing a dystopian fantasy novel, S.J. Thank you for an interesting interview, S.J. and L.B.