P-C, please don't read much of anything at all into her misspelling Bourne (in fact, it may be a positive -- possibly all it means is that the spelling never drove itself into her head because she has never read any of the books? Having tortured myself with all of the first one and the first 18 pages of the second, I can only envy the novel-ignorant).
As has already been pointed out, not everyone can spell. Even some terrifyingly smart people can't spell. No less a literary genius than Flannery O'Connor referred to herself as an "innocent speller" who owed every correctly spelled word in any of her works, besides the pronouns and articles, to good editors. She admitted in one of her letters to a good friend that she'd just had an embarrassing exchange with a Wise Blood fan who'd written to praise her for, in the midst of all the hillbilly talk, using the obscure, archaic but eerily perfect word "tare" to describe someone's mental and physical anguish nearly choking him, and she had to write back and tell the fan to hold the praise, that she was pretty certain she had never heard of tares and she'd merely failed to correctly spell the word "tear."
In short, compared to "Fringe" and Incubus and streaks in her hair? Misspelling Bourne is less than nothing. Come on, P-C. You're better than that. Don't be a guy, be a man, and so forth.
(Also, this is someone your family found? It seriously does sound like they're at least making some attempt to find prospective wives who really could be actually good matches -- this one sounds about ninety thousand times less improbable than the first, who was if memory serves Gujarati, female, and a pharmacy student, and that was it. Give your folks a wee smidge of credit on this. The first go-round, I'm pretty sure your mom at least would have rejected a streaky-haired Incubus fan out of hand.)