From her desk at the State Department's Chicago office, Marisa Saunders looked out on the snowy streets below. Christmas was in the air, but she already had everything a beautiful and witty professional woman could want - except the man of her dreams. She had lost him, even before she had learned his name. Would the handsome and eager young man escorting her to the Christmas party tonight turn out to be an acceptable substitute? Where would Marisa find her one true love? "For every woman there is one true love. It's only a matter of finding him." Aurora