*I OWN ONLY PLOT*

No. No. No. Just no. What had just happened? Why was the little stick lying to her? She couldn't be. The dark haired girl sobbed quietly, trying not to grab any attention. She was in the girls' loos in the school. She was seventeen! That was nowhere near old enough for that! She threw it in her pocket and ran away. She knew her mother hadn't been even fifteen when she had her. Her mother had been abandoned by her parents and the father of her child. Mara ran home and found the housekeeper. "Mum!" She wailed. She had just seen Victor go into Mr Sweet's office, she knew that the housekeeper was the only one in the house.

"What? What's the matter?" The kind woman asked, clinging to her young daughter. "Oh, baby, don't cry."

"Mum, I have really bad news." Mara sobbed.

Gentle and sweet to the core, Trudy lifted her daughter with ease. "What is it, baby girl?" She sat down in the kitchen's window seat, holding Mara on her lap.

Mara sobbed "Mum, you're gonna be a grandma." She collapsed.

Trudy was disappointed, but she felt pleased, too. "Aw, honey. Whose baby is it?"

"I don't know. You're gonna hate me even more, now, but I was drunk and drugged when it happened." Mara brokenly sobbed.

"Aw, no! Look, baby girl, I don't hate you. Actually, I'm proud of you. You told me what's happened and I'll never be mad at you for that. Well done, baby. Now, as long as I never get called Granny, I'll be very happy with you."

At thirty two, Trudy really was not ready to be a grandmother. But she wanted to help her baby and her grandbaby in any way she could. Mara sobbed "But I thought you'd be furious."

"Furious? Hon, when have you ever known me to be furious with my little baby?" She asked, chuckling and tickling her baby girl under her chin. "I'm a tiny bit disappointed because you were drunk and drugged and got pregnant all in one night, but I'm happy that you felt secure enough, just, to tell me. And anyway, we're going to get you through this, OK? And whenever you need a babysitter, I'll be there."

Mara nuzzled her mother's neck. "Thank you, Mum. I'm just sorry that I ruined life for us all."

"Trust me, hon, life has more in store. Guess who your daft old mum found today?" Trudy smiled.

"Who?" Mara asked, wiping her tears.

"Your daddy, that's who! And get this! He can't wait to see his little baby!"

"He missed that. He missed the last seventeen years." Mara reminded her, bitterly.

"I know. That was my fault, hon. I moved away. He didn't know where I went. Nobody did, sweetie. Just me. Then of course, you were born and my life seemed to be twenty five billion times better."

"Will you tell me now, Mummy?" Mara asked her.

"Sure, baby."

Coming up...

"So, all this time, you've known where Daddy is?"

"Sorry, honey, we promised that we'd never talk again."

"This is my daughter?" The man looks at Mara in shock.

"Yeah."

"Hi, Dad." Mara smiled.

Hope this wasn't terrible. Let me know, please, please, please? Black Cat, OUT! :D