Most troubling coincidence ever.

Was recounting to my son this morning about the time I was flying from New Orleans to south Florida to visit my parents. Was reading a Tom Clancy book on the plane and one of the characters started reminiscing about his deceased wife. She was sitting in seat seat 14F when the plane crash occurred. Any guesses on what seat I was in, as we were flying over the GoM? I looked up on the panel to make sure that I was actually in 14F and once confirmed I closed the book and white knuckled it the rest of the trip. Not super superstitious, but the odds seemed so low about all of this lining up that it seemed my end was imminent.

Anyone else have a similar experience?