The Onesie

"Agatha, there you are," a woman's voice suddenly said, sounding relieved. "How did you get in here?" Athena and Agatha turned and saw a 20-something woman walking into the club, pushing a stroller ... an **empty** stroller. "I'm sorry..." the woman said. "We were next door, and I just finished changing her diaper, and I went to get her onesie to put on, and...I can't tell you how worried I was." "What the..." Agatha said again. She tried to move away as the woman moved closer, holding up a onesie that somene, oddly, looked the right size for the full-grown woman, but her legs gave out from under her and she fell to her knees.