At age 25, the once Princeton University wonder boy, James O. Woodward was a successful stockbroker, very wealthy, extremely handsome, well-dressed and sought after bachelor in New York City. James, who was raised by his Archeology Professor Aunt and Uncle, had everything that he dreamed of with one exception, a life partner whom he could trust and love unconditionally. Maggie I. Richardson, a self confessed plain looking legal assistant was working...