Saturday, 7 September 2019. 10:00AM
The parents of Natalie Bonner sat on opposite sides of a small wooden table in a quaint old coffee shop. They were reading the newspaper together, something they had not done for many years. Silently poring over every word in the article about Gilbert Winter, his recent crimes and subsequent death, they felt their mental scars begin to ache. They knew his name well, never forgetting what he had done to their daughter.
They knew, as did the parents of Natalie's friends, that he was not the monster the media painted him to be. They had listened to their children on that day, more than three decades ago, tell them where they had been and what had happened. Of course, at that moment, they did not know that Natalie was dead. All they could hear were the fra
