Sonya thought of Cadfael and how he often felt like a sort of dad to her. "Something like that, or a sort of uncle. I know there are a number he considers his kids, especially if they keep in touch with him after completing basic."

She looked around a moment. Their booth wasn't exactly in a crowded part of the bar, but she still didn't want anyone to overhear.

"Word has it that he and his wife wanted a lot of kids, but sometime after they had Andrea, she developed cancer and the surgery left her unable to have anymore. Make matters worse, the cancer spread and treatment wasn't enough."

She left the rest unsaid, though he would've been able to get the rest. "This bar's their retirement plan, why he works so hard at it-and keeps his recipes under lock and key."