C23 Lowell

We were quiet on the drive back to the hotel. At least on the outside. On the inside, my mind was racing a thousand miles a minute. 
How am I going to do this? How am I going to do any of this?
I was forming a plan that I hated. But I felt as though I had to see it through, because it was the best thing for Kyle, and that was the most important thing to me