Bonnie was born on a small farm on the 2nd January 1926. Unfortunately her mother passed away during childbirth and so Bonnie was left in the care of her father and grandmother. Growing up on an impoverished farm with her brother Mikel, Bonnie quickly learned what hard physical work meant working from the early mornings to sunset on the land. After these long days she enjoyed her evenings with her granny who used to tell her old folk stories of the travelling Gypsies and Bonnie could feel these stories resonate with fire through her veins. She also learned the old secrets of herbal cures and spells. Her grandmother also thought her the gift of seeing the future in cards and crystal balls. These hard but idyllic years came to an abrupt end with the onset of World War 2 which would last a whole of 6 hard years and also claim the life of her brother Mikel.
It was soon after the war had ended that the family was woken up in the middle of the night as the stables and farmhouse were being engulfed by flames and all buildings burned completely to the ground. It was pure luck that Bonnie and her remaining family escaped with their life. It is probably not wrong to assume that the old-fashioned and envious neighbors had something to do with this but no proof of this could ever be found nor was the police interested to hear anything about this.
The family was thereafter forced to sell the land and find shelter in town. Bonnie tried very hard to bring food on the table with reading the tarots to passing strangers but it was getting harder and harder to make ends meet.
Also living in town proofed too much for the free spirited heart of her grandmother, who died on a rainy night peacefully in her sleep.
Her father now a broken man who looked for solutions to life at the bottom of a bottle soon followed his mother and Bonnie found herself all alone in this grey asphalt jungle and decided to let the cards tell her about her future.
It was with great disbelieve that her favorite tarot deck told her to go to the highest place to find salvation. It was therefore with a heavy and sad heart that Bonnie climbed the steps, to what she thought was, to end it all.
Arriving at the top of the stairs she pushed open the security door and saw a young man standing on the ledge with a smoke between his lips and a desperate look on his face. Out of instinct she shouted stop to get his attention. Her desire to help others was greater than her own sorrows and so started to listen to the problems of this young man when the door opened again…… The rest is history
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