I'm 28, a single mom with a 5-year-old, and I work at a hospital. Last week, I got called in for an urgent night shift. My mom couldn't stay, so I asked my neighbor if she could take my daughter for one night. She hesitated, then said, "Maybe it's better if I come to your place?" I didn't think much of it. I just needed help. That evening, she showed up with a huge bag. Like… overnight-bag-plus-something-else huge. I was confused, but I didn't have time to question it. I kissed my daughter, told