Jeffrey Alan Payne - Doczine

think that they possess untold radio talent that is only yet to be heard and embraced bythe masses.All we had to do was call her at the front desk, and explain the script, give her a fewminutes to read over it, and record the bit. She actually did it in one or two takes, andthen she listened to it on her way to work the next morning. Her friends all called to tellher that they “heard her on the radio”, and her kids thought she was the coolest momever to procreate.On this particular morning, La Toya called us from the Neverland Ranch.“Rock 93. Good morning.”“Hello. I received a call from this number.”“I’m sorry. Who is this?”“You should know who it is. You called.” Our receptionist’s voice was permeated withself importance and privilege.“Is this La Toya Jackson?”“That’s right. Who’s this?”“This is Rock 93 in Toronto, Canada.”Her voice immediately became buoyant, “Oh, the press! I loved my brother very muchand I miss him so terribly. Michael was a very special man.“A very special meal ticket,” Jim uttered.I stuck to the script. I didn’t want to rattle our neophyte audio actress, “Well La Toya, wesend our condolences. Both Jim and I were huge fans, right Jim?”“Oh yeah. I’m wearing one of his T-shirts right now,” Jim couldn’t have sounded any lesssincere.I continued, “Where are you?”“I’m at Neverland.”“What’s going on there, some kind of family meeting?”“No, I’m here by myself. I’m just doing some digging out in the garden. Michael used toalways like to hide things like….”“His bologna,” Jim piped in.41