Verity

by Colleen Hoover

Here, I’m invisible. Unimportant. Manhattan is too crowded to give a shit about me, and I love her for it.

I’m from a very small town in Texas. The first trip I took out of state was to New York City and talk about a culture shock! I was amazed at how many people there were in one spot. I’m used to being able to drive down a ten mile stretch of road without passing a single car. So while New York was overwhelming, it almost made me feel invisible. Because when you pass the only other car on a ten-mile stretch of road in Texas, they’re going to notice you. And they probably know you and know where you’re going or where you’re coming from. I was intrigued by the idea that in a city the size of New York, I felt more invisible there than I do in my tiny hometown.