I remember our farm and all the wonderful men who used to come calling, hoping to score big with the farmer's daughter. They didn't know until too late that Daddy made clones of every one of them, and sold the original parts to some shady researchers. Those clones made great farmhands. Daddy grew that farm to half-a-planet.

When I grew up I got tired of Daddy's games and told him I was headed to Empire space. He didn't want to let me go so I had to change his mind. Now his clone runs the farm for the corp I sold it to. I made enough off the deal to start my capsule career. Sometimes I miss Daddy, but not very much.