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“I know a lot of people go into public radio thinking they’ll bide their time as producers until they get promoted to being a reporter or a host, but I love being a producer. I’m happy here. I get to make cool radio every day, and I’m doing what I love with people I love. Maybe one day I’ll wanna do something else, but for now, I feel like this is where I’m supposed to be.”

“That’s honestly really refreshing,” I say. “When I started working as Paloma’s assistant producer, my senior producer told me we had to do whatever Paloma wanted, make sure she had her kombucha and her chia seeds, that the studio wasn’t too hot or too cold, and I was just like . . . seriously? We’re colleagues. Not servants. I know Paloma respected me, but that was what I turned into.”

“You never make me feel like that. In case you’re worried.”

“Good. If I ever tell you I need kombucha at exactly forty-four degrees, please tell me to shut the fuck up.”

Ruthie tips her drink to me. “Duly noted.”

We continue to talk about work before the conversations become more personal. Ruthie tells me she’s been on a few dates with a guy named Marco, and that she might be ready to make it official. I tell her about my mom and the upcoming wedding.

The whole time, the truth rattles around inside me.

She deserves to know.

And yet, my desire for self-preservation wins out.

“Why don’t we do this more?” she asks when we realize we’ve been sitting here for two hours without glancing at our phones.

“We should,” I say, trying to ignore the sour guilt climbing up my throat. “We will.”

The Ex Talk, Episode 5: Ghosting Whisperer

Transcript

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I’m entering the elevator the next morning for our early meeting with Kent when Dominic calls for me to hold the door. He’s jogging out of the parking lot with his Pacific Public Radio thermos, clad in khakis and his sky blue shirt.

It takes all my willpower not to smack the DOOR CLOSE button.

“Thanks,” he says when the elevator traps us inside.

I manage a weak smile and inch away from him as inconspicuously as I can. Distance and professionalism. It’s the only way to eliminate this inconvenient attraction I’ve developed. His hair is shower-damp, and he smells fresh and clean with a hint of spice. His aftershave, maybe?

“Did you and Ruthie have fun last night?” he asks, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Mm-hmm,” I say to the floor. I don’t need to watch the bob of his Adam’s apple when he swallows.

“How late did you guys stay?”

“Eightish.”

He lifts his eyebrows at me. Every time I dart my gaze away, he captures it again.



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