I love the expressions on Sylvie’s face, she is an individual, she dresses in her own way, like Maria. She always has a serious and thoughtful look, but she misses nothing and has a dry sense of humor. As I passed out some of the lollipops someone had sent to the Mansion, she whispered under her breath, “you are something else, Jon Katz.” She never looked up, from her lollipop or letter.