“Yes, it is. So, we ran a background check and called the references you provided, and we’re comfortable moving forward quickly. If you’re available.”

I swallow hard. Fiona’s smiling like crazy at me now.

“Izzy?”

“I’m sorry, this is such a crazy surprise. Yes, I’m available.”

“Great. Come into the studio on Friday so I can show you around. I’ll have you sign some paperwork and such. And then we’ll start bright and early on Saturday. This will be a part-time position, with you reporting the weather on-air in the studio on Saturday and Sunday. We will send you out on remote sometimes, as well. You’ll also be filling in during the week whenever our senior meteorologist is on vacation.”

“This is unexpected and incredible. Thank you for the opportunity, Roger.”

“You’re welcome. I’m going to send you an email with everything you’ll need to know. I’ll talk to you soon, Izzy.”

“Okay, thanks again. Goodbye.”

I hang up and stare at Fiona, and then I do the happiest happy dance anyone has ever seen. Fiona claps and lets out a loud WHOOP!

“I got a job!”

“Yes, you did. I’m so proud of you, Izzy.”

“Oh my gosh, I have so much to do. I have to get some clothes—I don’t have a wardrobe appropriate for TV. And I have to tell Keegan. I’m going to surprise him.”

“So many surprises today,” she says. “I love it. Surprises keep us young. I won’t say a word to anyone. You go do some shopping and enjoy your day off, and then you can tell everyone else.”

“Thank you.” I rush over and kiss her cheek. “Thank you for sharing this with me.”

“It’s an honor and a privilege, and that’s the truth of it.”

“I can stay until Tom gets back.”

“Tom is here,” he says as he walks in carrying a small bag full of Fiona’s things.

“I can’t stay.” I kiss his cheek and then wrap him up in a hug. “I love you, Tom. I love you both. And I’ll see you later.”

“Well.” Tom blushes like crazy, and Fiona laughs. “Okay, then.”

“Bye!”

“Have fun,” Fiona calls after me as I hurry out of the room.

Where do I go? I don’t know Seattle all that well. I could call Maggie or Maeve, but they’re both helping Keegan at the pub today.

And then I remember that Samantha Nash gave me her number at Anastasia’s baby shower and extended an open invitation to reach out to her anytime.

It’s still crazy to me that I have Leo Nash’s wife’s phone number.

When I get to my car, I pull up the number and shoot her a text.