Occupational Hazard

Jessica ran up to me and grabbed my hand, pulling me as hard as she could. "Auntie! He's a bad guy!" she hissed, glaring up at him.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, the amusement in my voice ringing through.

But Jessica didn't answer my question, instead she looked up at the Tom and spoke with venom in her voice, "I hate you."