In preparation for her first night out in months, Elle had scrupulously readied things to make it easier for her friend Steph to babysit Trent. Steph had happily agreed to it, having been a big part of helping raise Trent in the early days when Elle was a single, teen mother. She and Trent shared a close relationship, and she was one of the few people Elle trusted implicitly with her son. That being said, she couldn't stop the niggling feeling in her stomach that she'd forgotten something that Trent would desperately need in hours she'd be gone.
Mae was aware she'd be out for the evening. She'd actually been excited for her, telling Elle to have lots of fun but 'God help me if you end up pregnant, I'll backhand you'. And so Elle had left on Friday morning with everything ready and a small
