Yes, we "missed" Valentine's Day, but NYC was having a nor'easter. Flowers weren't delivered, dinners were cancelled, and those who hate the holiday felt a wonderful revenge. (By the way, "nor'easter" is a word the weather forcasters love to say. You could probably start some sort of collegiate drinking game, where everyone takes a sip each time the magic word gets uttered.)


To make up, here's a peak at WARRIOR ANGEL by a mother and daughter writing team. It's enough to make you forget that we, er, forgot...