I guess someone else doesn’t think so.”Chris said, “Well, the issue goes away in about five months when Ash and I turn eighteen.”Gabe muttered... “Unless someone can prove something was happening when they were minors.”We all looked at him. He continued, “Believe me, Jill and I studied this stuff like crazy because we were also vulnerable to the same kind of accusations. We could have been debarred from the legal profession for life, and I could have had a long jail term.”Jill said, “I didn’t. "Clay raised an eyebrow, "Dressed like that? Alone?"Vanessa wanted to scream. How could Clay look at her, dressed as she was, and revert back to the big brother routine? She wanted to say, "You could come with me and protect me." She felt the words forming on her lips, but they wouldn't come out of her throat. Instead, she heard herself saying, "Clay, I'm a Marine now. I can take care of myself."She winced visibly after she said it. Stupid, stupid girl. Why not just tell him you don't need men. This was one job I was certain I could get. Changing into my smartest outfit, I jumped in the car and headed into town for the address given in the paper. I was surprised that the place was located in such a tacky part of the city, but went inside anyway with my optimism still brimming.There was no receptionist, or any other of the usual professional trappings. The guy I was supposed to talk to was the only one around, and he was parked in the middle of a dingy office that looked like it hadn't. I considered eloping.What we did not talk about were my ideas for my fairy tale. I realized the reason was I hadn't thought about it.There is a process women follow to plan for the "most important day of my life." It starts in childhood, but does not reach the detail level until we become aware it is a possibility. After all, you don't even know who he is going to be.You've been dating him for a while and at some point you realize he will make an acceptable husband, maybe even better.He hasn't.