Judge Judy 19 -

Judge Judy peered over her glasses. “And what happened, Mr. Grey?”

The courtroom murmured. Judge Judy didn’t shush them. She turned to David like a hawk spotting a field mouse. “Mr. Grey. Is there a Mr. Vickers?” judge judy 19

“Judgment for the plaintiff in the amount of seventy-five thousand dollars. But let me tell you something, Mr. Grey. That’s not the number that’s going to haunt you. The number is nineteen. Years of friendship. You can’t get that back from small claims court.” Judge Judy peered over her glasses

“I didn’t—I would never—”