Editor's note: this work contains scenes of fictional incest or incest content.
Author's note: Everyone who has sex in this story is 18+.
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Present day:
It's a week and a half before Taylor's birthday, and Gary is waiting up for his wayward daughter in her bedroom for the 5th night in a row. At 11pm Taylor is an hour past curfew, and attempts to sneak in the house. Earlier in the Day Gary had been cleaning out the attic and found an old book with the name Dickson on it and discovered that it was the memoirs of Gary's ancestor.
"What in the world is this..." Gary wonders out loud.
Sitting down he begins to read it intrigued at first as it's mostly daily living for that time period and then he comes across an entry that causes him to sit up and pay attention.
"Son of a-" Gary whispers.
200 years ago:
It was a sunny day and Mr. Dickson was outside with his two young sons, Riley age 15 and Graham age 14, playing catch while his 16 year old daughter Rose, was on their porch mending clothes. After being outside for a couple hours a young man by the name of Gordon O'Donnell walks up to the family while smiling at the young Miss Dickson.
"Mr. Dickson, I'd like permission to marry your daughter..." Gordon says matter of factly, "I find that I'm totally in love with her..."
"I don't think that is a good idea son." Mr. Dickson replied.
"Respectfully sir, may I ask why?" He inquires.
"Compared to you she's mortal and she's my only daughter." Mr. Dickson said.
"BUT I LOVE HER!!!!" Gordon all but screams.
"As do i more than you could ever know..." Dickson rebutted, "Now leave and never speak to my daughter ever again."
An hour later Rose is still sitting on the porch having completed the menting, and now brings out some yarn to make knitted hats, scarves, and mittens to sell at the trading post. Feeling tired, Mr. Dickson tells his sons to play catch with each other.
"Father," Rose begins, "Why won't you allow me to marry? I'm not saying that I want to marry the O'Donnell boy... But other men have come to ask for my hand and you say no every time..."
"Rose," Mr. Dickson replies, "When your mother died I lost the love of my life... And I do want you to know that kind of love but first I want and need your help raising your brothers."
Nodding her head while knitting, Rose agrees to wait until they're older to get married. Later that night Mr. O'Donnell came to see Mr. Dickson asked for the real reason for not allowing the marriage.
"Like I told your son sir," Mr. Dickson begins, "She's my only daughter, compared to you and your family she's mortal. Besides all that she's only 16 years old and for me that's too you to be married."
"Compared to everyone else she's considered an old maid at the moment because you won't let her go!" Mr. O'Donnell exclaims. "Who are you to deny our families union by marriage?!"
"I'm just a father looking after my only daughter since her mother died." Mr. Dickson replies calmly, "And I need her help to finish raising my sons."
"That's just foolishness!!" Mr. O'Donnell screams. "They're practically men as it is!"
"That may be, however she has agreed to wait until my youngest is raised." Mr. Dickson replies.
197 years later:
"Cindy honey please don't go..." Gary begs, "I love you more than anything please... Please stay with me... Stay for Taylor..."
"I can't..." Cindy replies. "I've tried but there's too many memories here..."
"So we'll move!" Gary suggests, "I don't care where we go as long as we stay together."
"You can't..." Cindy tells him. "This house has been in Your family for 197 years... Maybe even longer... Every time you've gone to work it's like the house becomes depressed when you leave. Yes I know the house isn't really a living thing, however it doesn't matter because just watch when Taylor leaves for school while you stay home to work."