Could it be my shoes?

Time and place: Earlier this evening, on a flight to Greenville, S.C. (where I am speaking and signing books this weekend).

Cast of characters: Yours truly in seat 7A and the woman in seat 7B.

Woman in 7B: Excuse me, if you don't mind my asking, are you a religious sister?

Me [thinking, "Funny, the man sitting next to me on the Metro yesterday posed the same question"]: No, but I hope to be under vows one day. Why do you ask?

Woman in 7B: Because you were praying the rosary. And you are wearing a saint bracelet, which is very pretty. And you are reading a book of homilies.