'Back to the dining room,' said Zoe's dad firmly, 'We need a bit more information than you've given us!' They trooped into the dining room, drawing glances from the few late breakfasters that were left. They all helped themselves to a cup of coffee and sat down in the furthest corner of the room. 'Right, young lady, spill it!' said Zoe's mum. Zoe glanced at her, wanting to see if her mum was upset or angry, but she simply looked intrigued. Heartened by this, Zoe took a deep breath and started to tell them everything, beginning with her disappointment over Zack not coming along. When she got to the end of the tale her parents looked much happier and relieved. 'That all makes sense now,' said her dad eventually, 'we didn't know how you could have possibly met anyone as yet, but it all makes sense… It's still a bit quick, mind you…' he trailed off as though he wasn't quite sure how to finish. Zoe's mum had a question of her own, 'Do you know what a coup de foudre is, love?' Zoe shook her head indicating no, and her mum continued, 'It's from the French, literal translation being 'blow of lightning', and it usually refers to suddenly falling in love…love at first sight.' She smiled at Zoe, her face lit up and oddly pretty.
