Final Appeal [antikvár]

At times like this I realize I'm too old to be starting over, working with law clerks. I own pantyhose with more mileage than these kids, and better judgment. For example, two of the clerks, Ben Safer and Artie Weiss, are bickering as we speak; never mind that they're making a scene in an otherwise quiet appellate courtroom, in front of the most expensive members of the Philadelphia bar."No arguing in the courtroom," I tell them, in the same tone I use on my six-year-old. Not that it works with her either."He started it, Grace," Ben says in a firm stage