Why Don't You Love Me?

''Goodnight sweetheart'' Tracey said as she tucked her pre-school daughter Rosie in.
''Mummy?''

''Yes love?''

''Why don't you love me?''

''Why are you saying that of course i love you!''

''But, mummy you said you wouldn't let anyone hurt me''

''What are you talking about, who has hurt you!?'' Tracey gasped.

''The bad clown who scares me''

Noticing the clown doll sitting on the rocking chair in the corner of Rosie's pink bedroom, Tracey picks it up.

Smiling, Tracey says ''The bad clown won't hurt you anymore now sweetheart''

''No not that clown mummy the one standing behind you''