Short Story - Moving to New York City

It was a crazy, impossible daydream that carried Ari 1,300 miles from her kinspersontown. Everything she knew just ripped up from its root and thrown aside, as she was drone into the busy world of NYC. untried York was filled with businesswomen in heels and wide-cut dogs curled on tattered quilts. It lacked the friendly faces of her old girlfriends, who were sodding(a) for late-night gossip and secret-sharing. In their holding were people rushing to bestow to whatever their busy lives demanded of them.\nAri consoled herself; adjusting to the polar atmosphere would comprise time. by and by all, when life throws you a reputable summer photography internship, you take it.\nShe doubted it for a moment as the icing elevator scale twenty stories to the roof. Her zealous hirer had just assigned her a sequence of city-landscapes, complete with perplexing maps and directions. Her job was to climb literally on the edge of a skyscraper, and capture Kodak-worthy views. Aris co-wo rkers had warned her about the ludicrous boss, saying that this was how he panicked away cowards with no admittedly indignation.\nAri had passion alright. wherefore else would she be clinging onto the edge of the glass and metal exterior, camera in hand? Bzzz! Her phone had Ari to the heightsest degree slipping off the high building. It was her mothers hundredth text, begging her to sustain home. Typically, she refused. Her boss had hinted at a possibility of this becoming her full-time job, with a permanent mansion attached. Was it worth it?\nAri pondered the thought. Being realistic, there was no way she could have-to doe with her dream tolerate home without feeding off feed stamps and unsteady incomes. Shed have to ante up up her true passion in exchange for life-time bonds of friends and family. But loneliness pounded and screamed. Ari was analogous a puzzle number in a Monopoly box, altogether out of place. The wind whipped her bull across her face, bringing h er back to reality. Her eyes stung from bust; either from homesickness or the change air, sh...