Sylvana watches me over the rim of her coffee mug as I eat breakfast. Jake is due today, and I’m starting to get serious withdrawals over his absence. The only good thing about him being gone for three whole days is that I seem to have built a bond with Sylvana: a lot of time together this past couple of days while chatting about everything and nothing. I’m more comfortable in this woman’s presence than I ever was in my own mother’s. She has a gentle way about her that makes you ...