The idea for The Coincidence was the result of a conversation with my daughter. Her best friend's boyfriend broke up with her and she was devastated. He wasn't a good boyfriend—he never came to help her if she was sick or needed support. but she didn't want to be alone. She's rather have a bad boyfriend than none at all.
Once they broke up, she moped about for weeks until her roommate got fed up with her said she fixed her up with a guy on line. After refusing over and over again, she agreed to go out with him. The night of their first date, they met by the elevator, where they realized they lived in the same building on the same floor. In NYC that is the craziest of coincidences and I knew right then I wanted to write this story.

Next week I'll post a little more background of the story.