Judge Judy 19 -

Silence. Then, a whisper: “Yes.”

As the litigants approached the bench, the studio lights felt hotter than usual. judge judy 19

“Nineteen,” she said, softly now. Not the docket number. The year. “Nineteen years you two were friends. That’s longer than most marriages. And you traded it for what? A few lousy markers at a casino table in Encino?” Silence

David’s face went pale. “That’s… that’s not—” ” she said