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Born into an affluent Jewish family in 1970 in New Jersey, Stephanie fared less well at school than her twin Tracy and two older siblings. Academic excellence was important to her parents so she was often grounded for failing exams and they eventually hired a tutor to ensure that she got her high school diploma. They also sent her to a private college in Long Island as her grades were so low.

Enjoying her freedom for the first time at college, Stephanie began to drink and have sex like almost everyone else. By the following spring she was pregnant, but would later claim that she didn’t know.

By the onset of her second year at college she was gaining in size and began to wear increasingly baggy clothes. Several of her dorm mates asked her if she was pregnant but she vociferously denied it, fearing what her family would say.

On 17 December 1990, days before college broke up for the Christmas vacation, Stephanie – now aged 20 – went into the bathroom and, after over an hour and a half in labour, delivered her baby son into the toilet. Looking under the door, her friends saw a pool of blood around Stephanie’s feet but she told them that she was just having an unusually heavy period. They thought that they heard a baby whimper, but the sound wasn’t repeated and they assumed that they must have been wrong.

Meanwhile, Stephanie stuffed seven balls of toilet paper down the baby’s throat, tore away the umbilical cord and briefly left the toilet cubicle to put the baby into a trash bag. When one of her friends returned, she called to her from the locked cubicle to say that she’d disposed of her blood-soaked clothes in the trash, and would her friend please take it down the hall to the garbage room? Her friend obliged, though she was surprised at the weight of the ruined garments. Meanwhile, Stephanie showered, reassured her dorm mates that she was fine and went back to bed.