Serendipity

You know how something turns out more magically than you could have ever planned yourself? Back in 1982 I was writing my very first draft of Forcing the Hand of God. My husband happened to mention that he had an aunt named Ada who lived in Chicago. I was stunned to “recognize” her when he showed me this picture.

Doesn’t she look just like Ada? Especially the hair, kind of windswept from her busy life, and her eyes—they have that amazing serenity that sets her apart. What do you think: is she like you pictured?