Kelly Locke signed off The Six O’clock News and, still upset that station management had once again switched news formats (what did “There for You!” mean anyway?), headed into her office. Inadvertently bumping into the bookcase, she dislodged her latest Emmy. Dropping her prop folder (supposedly containing the latest “There for You” investigation), she snatched the golden trophy before it struck the floor.
The Six O’clock News“Nice catch,” said a male voice from behind her, “but then again you were always a better athlete than I was.”
Kelly turned to see her brother starting to applaud her.
“Miles, you’re … you’re clapping,” she said in amazement.
“You don’t think you deserve applause for that great catch?”
“That’s not what I mean,” she said, hugging him. “Your arm?”
“It’s real,” he
