There was nothing predictable about her love life. If it hadn't been for a freak snowstorm, Roxie Lowell wouldn't have felt compelled to take eccentric Charlie Hartman under her wing-only to become the object of his matchmaking zeal. He claimed he was St.Valentine himself, and that the man she met on St.Valentine's Day would be her husband within a year. Of course, she didn't believe her encounter with rugged contractor Hank Craddock had anything to do with Charlie. How could their overwhelming passion have been engineered by an outside force?