As all my books are dedicated to “My Adam,” people often ask me who he is. I decided to write a short explanation.
Since I was very little, before I can even remember the age, I dreamed of a boy. He was beautiful and mysterious. He would come to me at night and walk the streets with me, or dance with me beside a frozen lake in the forest. There was always this uncertain affection we had for each other.
I knew him only as Adam, but loved him as so much more. He was the one I knew I was meant to be with. The one I was looking for. He was my muse, and still is.
I do believe I found my Adam when I met my husband. So in a way. My works are dedicated to him as well.