LISTEN: The Right Honourable (As featured in the Literary Lancashire Anthology)

Daniel Samuels is suffering through another day. He’s a journalist at a sleazy local news website which survives by rehashing Facebook posts and stalking the lives of minor celebrities. But against all the odds Dan has stumbled across a decent story. His editor is happy and he’s getting thousands of views, even if the story concerns an MP’s drunken night out and has destroyed his integrity as a reporter.

But things are about to take a turn and Dan soon finds out what it’s like when the shoe is on the other foot…

This is an audiobook version of The Right Honourable by Dominic Andrew (and read by Dominic Andrew). If you would prefer to read The Right Honourable you can, along with all the other short stories Dominic Andrew has published on this site.

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He sees that the Thunderbird is sweating, thick beads clinging to his tall forehead, running from the thatch of dirty blonde hair. Perhaps Scott is going to sample the coffee as well, or maybe a pot of tea. Perhaps Scott will sit in the sun alone, enjoying the sunshine and his beverage, without being pestered by the shortness of life. Perhaps Scott will worry less about the running down of the clock and simply enjoy the time he has instead of arguing with his girlfriend; wasting time in a pointless skirmish.

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