Flash Fiction: The Bill — Blue Ink Alchemy
He'd sought election to do what was best for his home. Supporting this bill meant more rights for the people he represented. On his desk were two envelopes. One, from the lobbyists, was full of cash. The other, from the opposing party's news network, had photos of him. Shameful photos. Photos of the lifestyle he'd never shared with his parents or close friends. To stay safe, to earn that bonus, all he had to do was deny his people the rights they needed to live as equals, instead of outcasts. He took a deep breath, and picked up his pen.
Blue Ink Alchemy
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