C10 Kyle

We pulled into the studio lot, and Lowell got out of the car. Even though she’d been laughing only moments earlier, she now looked a little pale.
“You okay?” I asked.
She shrugged. “It’s not like I can do anything about it if I’m not.” 
“Well, while I’m here,” I said, throwing my arm around her shoulders, “you can lean on me. You should get your money’s worth