Standing outside was Zoe, who looked away when her father opened the door. "Sorry I yelled at you," she said. Apparently, she had given herself some time to cool off and collect her thoughts on the matter. It was nice to know that she could be reasonable, given enough time.
"Apology accepted. But this doesn't change anything. When your mother gets home, we're going to deal with this cigarette problem, okay?"
"Sure, Dad," she said, then headed into the house and up the stairs to her bedroom. Once inside her room, she immediately headed to her computer and canceled out of the web browser she had been using. She hadn't even noticed that she had left it on when she left her room earlier. "God, it's a good thing Dad didn't see this. It would be worse than the smoking thing."
