It would be incest and, anyway, your Dad's not even cold in his grave. You're right about another thing as well - it's been nearly 3 years since he to...uched me - it was his lack of interest that first alerted us to his illness." Mom stayed with her face buried in her pillow and I heard a quiet sob come from her."It would only be incest if we make proper love and I wouldn't do that unless you asked." This was not strictly (or legally) correct, but Mom needed some quick reassurance. "Look why. ! (Tae is kneeling besides Kaoru, who refuses to look at her.)Tae: I understand your feelings, but Kaoru, brooding forever won't solve anything. Cheer up. Oh, I know! I'll give these to you. (holding up two nishiki-e) Mr. Tsunan's Ibahachi. And the real Nakajina Nobori's Hijikata Toshizou, my treasure!Kaoru: No thanks.(Tae turns to stone.)Tae (thinking): No thanks. My treasures, no thanks.(Yahiko is running home.)Megumi: Yahiko?! Didn't you go to Kyoto? Or did they leave you home alone?Yahiko:. I smoothed down my long blonde hair and reached into my backpack for some lip gloss. After applying the gloss and straightening my school skirt I left for Mr. Smith's office.I looked at the clock and noticed that I was passed the ten minute limit that my teacher had given me. Outside his office I lightly tapped on his door. "Come in." I heard from inside.I opened the door and went into the office. Mr. Smith was seated at his desk. Right in front of his desk was a straight back chair. He looked. She walked past Ilse, sniffed her leg for a moment and decided that the woman was friendly enough to rub her cheek against, before departing with a loud purr to the kitchen where her cat food was located.Returning to the living room with our tea, I saw how Ilse studied a painting on the wall; giving it a critical eye.“It’s an heirloom I received from my grandmother,” I explained with a grin on my face. “It was either picking that painting or a meter high statue. Since I had first choice I went.