The taste of the wine was extraordinary. Susanna broke the silence.

"If, as now seems likely, it was Ted Treharne, who visited my winery 25 year ago, at that point, because my then living husband told him, my missing in action sweetheart knew that I was married.

"But he did not know that he had fathered a son. I did not know I was pregnant until after he was gone. Every time we might have seen each other again, he was transferred, and whether right or wrong, I made the decision not to tell him.

"Where is he now?"

In the quiet studio/workshop, Nico poured more wine into his nearly empty glass. "Given that on the envelope he wrote in the French language," he observed, "I think it is likely that somewhere in the Ardennes, Ted Treharne, probably badly injured, was rescued by French citizens. At that time, many in the French Resistance had joined the Free French Forces, liberating Paris or joining the Allied invasion of Provence to forge a NorthEast French Liberation path -- rather than initially responding to the unexpected Nazi attack in the Ardennes.

"But I do know, from the wine-soaked tales of my many French Uncles, that in the Ardennes during the Battle of the Bulge, there were French Resistance groups, who perilously gathered intelligence about enemy locations, and that they were at times joined by rescued Allied soldiers."