Anna Hyde: A Short Story
Anna Hyde always knew she was meant to be somewhere else. Manhattan had its beauty, but it never fit with her quite right.
“It honestly makes me upset when I hear kids say they want to move to New York,” she said. “It always has, even before rent prices went through the roof.”
She sips on her bubble tea, her eyes wandering for the one she loved most. In two months, it’ll be 10 years since she first arrived in her new hometown. Some of the city’s neighborhoods were awkwardly distant from each other and the sidewalk lacked some of the gritty charm, but it was so refreshing to go somewhere which wasn’t a grid of grayscale boxes.
Like many of her friends here, she began living in Pittsburgh because of college. Coming of age during the dot-com
“It honestly makes me upset when I hear kids say they want to move to New York,” she said. “It always has, even before rent prices went through the roof.”
She sips on her bubble tea, her eyes wandering for the one she loved most. In two months, it’ll be 10 years since she first arrived in her new hometown. Some of the city’s neighborhoods were awkwardly distant from each other and the sidewalk lacked some of the gritty charm, but it was so refreshing to go somewhere which wasn’t a grid of grayscale boxes.
Like many of her friends here, she began living in Pittsburgh because of college. Coming of age during the dot-com