Ghosted

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You disappeared on me. We had an appointment.

The mountains called.

Sadie, it's normal to be affected by what happened.

Death, anyone's, can fill us with urgency.

This is not about what happened.

I didn't really know her, but…

She was the same as me.

Same age, same job.

The one time I was in her house, it was the same as mine.

Nice, but cold.

Empty, except for one sad houseplant, which is more than I have.

She died alone.

Sadie, stay present. No big moves, no big changes.

So don't marry the rafting guide I just met?

Maybe start with a houseplant.

I'd probably eat it.

My cold, empty house has a cold, empty fridge.

I'm gonna stop for groceries.

- Let's check in tomorrow. -Yeah.

No pesticides, more nutrients. It just tastes better, you know.

Out of 20.

Sorry, guys.

Five, six, seven. Have a good one.

You know you're gonna need to buy stock in those trackers.

You'd lose your butt if it wasn't attached to you.

Well, you lost your hair, and that was attached.

I walked into that one.

Hey, Cole. Are you okay?

Yeah, heard you got dumped. Tough break, man.

-Edna. -I gossip when I'm bored.

-For your information, it was mutual. -Mmm.

That's what everyone says after getting dumped.

-That's true. -Hmm.

Maybe try being a little less needy, you know?

Girls don't really like that.

I'm not needy.

We just grew apart.

And I really just don't wanna talk about it.

You wanna go get high?

I got a edible in the truck.

No, thanks.

Okay. Well, watch my booth. I'm gonna go get high.

Enjoy.

- Come on. Here. - Uh, just that one.

- Just this one. - I'll take one too.

Salmon. Halibut. It's all fresh.

Can I help you?

Uh, yes, thank you. I'm gonna get that one.

Begonia. Nice choice.

-Is that what it is? -Yeah.

It is pretty.

Yeah.

Don't let any pets eat the leaves. They can be slightly toxic.

Pretty and slightly toxic.

What is it with me and roommates?

Didn't realize you roomed with all of my exes.

Mmm.

How much watering does it need?

Uh, every other day or so. Begonias need a little bit of love.

Uh…

I-- I'm actually gone a lot for work.

Okay.

Okay, got it. Um, less love.

- -Um, what about a snake plant?

They only need watering every two weeks.

Sometimes I'm gone longer, like a month or two.

Okay. Mmm.

Sorry, then why do you want a plant if you're never home?

I'm not never home. I just--

How about if you find me something a little less needy?

Right. Um, why not just get a plastic plant?

That's sad.

Well, not as sad as killing a plant.

And some of the new ones, they look totally real.

No amount of neglect will kill them.

Neglect?

You know what, I'm-- I'm gonna get this one.

-Yep. -Thank you.

Sorry, I-- I can't sell you this plant.

I can't sell it to you in good conscience.

Good conscience? What are you, the patron saint of plants?

I just don't feel comfortable selling a plant to someone

that can be so indifferent

-towards a living thing. -Indifferent?

Is this how you speak to all your customers?

'Cause if you do, I'm shocked that you sell anything at all.

No, as a matter of fact, this isn't even my stall.

I just don't wanna be an accomplice…

You're refusing to sell me a plant that you don't even own?

-That's right. - Hey, Cole.

-What's going on? -Hi.

-Are these your plants? -Yes.

Awesome. 'Cause Farmer Clown here won't sell me one.

- Farmer Clown. That's funny. -The plant is $10, honey.

Edna, sh--

All right, you know what? Hey, want a plant? Here. Cactus.

Requires the bare minimum love a human can give,

-so you'll totally kill it. -

You should fire him.

-She's just gonna… -Have a good one.

RIP, little guy.

-Can you believe that? -No.

I thought for sure you two were gonna exchange numbers.

-What? -Yes.

I thought, under all that stupid fighting, you were flirting.

-Wait, we were flirting? -Are you kidding me?

Are you high? The sexual tension was off the charts.

Edna, watch my stall.

-Hey, hey, hey, sorr-- -

- Sorry. Sorry, sorry. -Shit.

Hi. Hi. Yep… …it's me.

Sorry. Just, uh…

-Are you here to rescue the plant? -

No. No, I'm not. That's funny.

Um, no, I was just--

Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to, um,

you know, go out sometime.

-Are you serious? -Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, I--

I mean, I know we were kind of…

-arguing back there… -Mm-hmm.

…but I thought that, uh, underneath it, there was, uh…

um… something.

Something?

-Yeah. -

I'm wrong, aren't I?

Well, this is embarrassing. Um…

-Sorry, sorry. I misread it. -Hmm.

I can use a coffee.

A coffee? You want to get a-- Yeah. Like, now?

Yes, now.

Get in.

Yeah, well-- Yeah. Yeah.

-I'm Cole, by the way. -Mm-hmm. Seat belt.

Yep, yep, yep. Sorry.

I'll just hang on.

Okay.

I like the canal. It reminds me of Amsterdam.

So, art curators travel a lot?

Oh, yeah. All over the world.

I love it.

Just jumping on a plane, moment's notice,

and then, you know, stepping out into a new place.

Wow.

Oh, gosh, don't tell me you're one of those big,

tough guys who's afraid to leave the country.

Okay, first of all, thank you for calling me big and tough.

Let's keep that going. And I travel. I travel a lot.

-Really? -Yeah.

Yeah, I think the trips that you plan the least

are the ones that give you the most.

I agree.

Lincoln got shot just across the street, and he died right next door.

Sounds like you're a big fan of Lincoln.

Well, history in general.

I majored in agriculture, but I minored in history.

-That's my real passion. -Huh.

You know, I'm writing a book.

-You are? -Yeah.

History of farming?

No, it's about the rise and fall of different empires

and the critical role that agriculture--

Yeah, it's about farming.

So how's it going?

Well… …it's on pause for now.

My dad got hurt a few years ago, so I came back to help him with the farm.

So not a lot of time for writing.

Hmm. I'm sorry.

Oh, it's okay. I'll finish it.

You've never seen The Exorcist? It's a classic.

It's one of the scariest movies ever made, and they filmed it right here.

I don't know. I don't get scared by movies.

Yeah, because you haven't seen The Exorcist.

No, 'cause you can choose not being scared.

Okay. Little bet. Race me to the top.

And if I beat you, you gotta tell me what scares you.

-I love this. -All right. I like the confidence.

Hang on, wait, wait, wait, wait. Let me just-- Hang on.

Oh, come on. Put all that in here.

Are you gonna carry all my stuff? Okay. Wait, wait, wait.

- -You looking for pity?

That's exactly what I'm looking for.

Oh, my friend.

-You ready? -Yeah.

And go!

- -

You know, I'm guessing you work out.

Are you okay?

-Oh, yeah. -

Oh, my God. I love Monet.

So you can just choose not to be scared, huh?

When I was six,

my mom and I fled our country…

on a raft.

Oh, my God. That must have been--

Worse than you can imagine.

The sun, the waves, sharks, people screaming, crying.

I was terrified. Everyone was.

They wanted to go back, but… …my mom was so strong.