Theodore Boone: Kid Lawyerby John Grisham
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With two attorneys for parents, thirteen-year-old Theodore Boone knows more about the law than most lawyers do. But when a high-profile murder trial comes to his small town and Theo gets pulled into it, it's up to this amateur attorney to save the day.
"Not since Nancy Drew has a nosy, crime-obsessed kid been so hard to resist." -The New York Times
"Classic Grisham." -The Los Angeles Times
"Smartly written." USA Today
"Grisham is an absolute master."Washington Post
"Edge-of-your-seat drama, sophisticated plotting, and plenty of spunk."Chicago Sun-Times
"Gripping . . . I would recommend this book to anyone who loves a good mystery."Scholastic News
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Theodore Boone was an only child and for that reason usually had breakfast alone. His father, a busy lawyer, was in the habit of leaving early and meeting friends for coffee and gossip at the same downtown diner every morning at seven. Theo's mother, herself a busy lawyer, had been trying to lose ten pounds for at least the past ten years, and because of this she'd convinced herself that breakfast should be nothing more than coffee with the newspaper. So he ate by himself at the kitchen table, cold cereal and orange juice, with an eye on the clock. The Boone home had clocks everywhere, clear evidence of organized people.
Actually, he wasn't completely alone. Beside his chair, his dog ate, too. Judge was a thoroughly mixed mutt whose age and breeding would always be a mystery. Theo had rescued him from near death with a last-second appearance in Animal Court two years earlier, and Judge would always be grateful. He preferred Cheerios, same as Theo, and they ate together in silence every morning.
At 8:00 a.m., Theo rinsed their bowls in the sink, placed the milk and juice back in the fridge, walked to the den, and kissed his mother on the cheek. "Off to school," he said.
"Do you have lunch money?" she asked, the same question five mornings a week.
"And your homework is complete?"
"It's perfect, Mom."
"And I'll see you when?"
"I'll stop by the office after school." Theo stopped by the office every day after school, without fail, but Mrs. Boone always asked.
"Be careful," she said. "And remember to smile." The braces on his teeth had now been in place for over two years and Theo wanted desperately to get rid of them. In the meantime, though, his mother continually reminded him to smile and make the world a happier place.
"I'm smiling, Mom."
"Love you, Teddy."
"Love you back."
Theo, still smiling in spite of being called "Teddy," flung his backpack across his shoulders, scratched Judge on the head and said good-bye, then left through the kitchen door. He hopped on his bike and was soon speeding down Mallard Lane, a narrow leafy street in the oldest section of town. He waved at Mr. Nunnery, who was already on his porch and settled in for another long day of watching what little traffic found its way into their neighborhood, and he whisked by Mrs. Goodloe at the curb without speaking because she'd lost her hearing and most of her mind as well. He did smile at her, though, but she did not return the smile. Her teeth were somewhere in the house.
It was early spring and the air was crisp and cool. Theo pedaled quickly, the wind stinging his face. Homeroom was at eight forty and he had important matters before school. He cut through a side street, darted down an alley, dodged some traffic, and ran a stop sign. This was Theo's turf, the route he traveled every day. After four blocks the houses gave way to offices and shops and stores.
The county courthouse was the largest building in downtown Strattenburg (the post office was second, the library third). It sat majestically on the north side of Main Street, halfway between a bridge over the river and a park filled with gazebos and birdbaths and monuments to those killed in wars. Theo loved the courthouse, with its air of authority, and people hustling importantly about, and somber notices and schedules tacked to the bulletin boards. Most of all, Theo loved the courtrooms themselves. There were small ones where more private matters were handled without juries, then there was the main courtroom on the second floor where lawyers battled like gladiators and judges ruled like kings.
At the age of thirteen, Theo was still undecided about his future. One day he dreamed of being a famous trial lawyer, one who handled the biggest cases and never lost before juries. The next day he dreamed of being a great judge, noted for his wisdom and fairness. He went back and forth, changing his mind daily.
The main lobby was already busy on this Monday morning, as if the lawyers and their clients wanted an early start to the week. There was a crowd waiting by the elevator, so Theo raced up two flights of stairs and down the east wing where Family Court was held. His mother was a noted divorce lawyer, one who always represented the wife, and Theo knew this area of the building well. Since divorce trials were decided by judges, juries were not used, and since most judges preferred not to have large groups of spectators observing such sensitive matters, the courtroom was small. By its door, several lawyers huddled importantly, obviously not agreeing on much. Theo searched the hallway, then turned a corner and saw his friend.
She was sitting on one of the old wooden benches, alone, small and frail and nervous. When she saw him she smiled and put a hand over her mouth. Theo hustled over and sat next to her, very closely, knees touching. With any other girl he would have placed himself at least two feet away and prevented any chance of contact.
But April Finnemore was not just any girl. They had started prekindergarten together at the age of four at a nearby church school, and they had been close friends since they could remember. It wasn't a romance; they were too young for that. Theo did not know of a single thirteen-year-old boy in his class who admitted to having a girlfriend. Just the opposite. They wanted nothing to do with them. And the girls felt the same way. Theo had been warned that things would change, and dramatically, but that seemed unlikely.
April was just a friend, and one in a great deal of need at the moment. Her parents were divorcing, and Theo was extremely grateful his mother was not involved with the case.
The divorce was no surprise to anyone who knew the Finnemores. April's father was an eccentric antiques dealer and the drummer for an old rock band that still played in nightclubs and toured for weeks at a time. Her mother raised goats and made goat cheese, which she peddled around town in a converted funeral hearse, painted bright yellow. An ancient spider monkey with gray whiskers rode shotgun and munched on the cheese, which had never sold very well. Mr. Boone had once described the family as "nontraditional," which Theo took to mean downright weird. Both her parents had been arrested on drug charges, though neither had served time.
"Are you okay?" Theo asked.
"No," she said. "I hate being here."
She had an older brother named August and an older sister named March, and both fled the family. August left the day after he graduated from high school. March dropped out at the age of sixteen and left town, leaving April as the only child for her parents to torment. Theo knew all of this because April told him everything. She had to. She needed someone outside of her family to confide in, and Theo was her listener.
"I don't want to live with either one of them," she said. It was a terrible thing to say about one's parents, but Theo understood completely. He despised her parents for the way they treated her. He despised them for the chaos of their lives, for their neglect of April, for their cruelty to her. Theo had a long list of grudges against Mr. and Mrs. Finnemore. He would run away before being forced to live there. He did not know of a single kid in town who'd ever set foot inside the Finnemore home.
The divorce trial was in its third day, and April would soon be called to the witness stand to testify. The judge would ask her the fateful question, "April, which parent do you want to live with?"
And she did not know the answer. She had discussed it for hours with Theo, and she still did not know what to say.
The great question in Theo's mind was, "Why did either parent want custody of April?" Each had neglected her in so many ways. He had heard many stories, but he had never repeated a single one.
"What are you going to say?" he asked.
"I'm telling the judge that I want to live with my aunt Peg in Denver."
"I thought she said no."
"Then you can't say that."
"What can I say, Theo?"
"My mother would say that you should choose your mother. I know she's not your first choice, but you don't have a first choice."
"But the judge can do whatever he wants, right?"
"Right. If you were fourteen, you could make a binding decision. At thirteen, the judge will only consider your wishes. According to my mother, this judge almost never awards custody to the father. Play it safe. Go with your mother."
April wore jeans, hiking boots, and a navy sweater. She rarely dressed like a girl, but her gender was never in doubt. She wiped a tear from her cheek, but managed to keep her composure. "Thanks, Theo," she said.
"I wish I could stay."
"And I wish I could go to school."
They both managed a forced laugh. "I'll be thinking about you. Be strong."
His favorite judge was the Honorable Henry Gantry, and he entered the great man's outer office at twenty minutes after 8:00 a.m.
"Well, good morning, Theo," Mrs. Hardy said. She was stirring something into her coffee and preparing to begin her work.
"Morning, Mrs. Hardy," Theo said with a smile.
"And to what do we owe this honor?" she asked. She was not quite as old as Theo's mother, he guessed, and she was very pretty. She was Theo's favorite of all the secretaries in the courthouse. His favorite clerk was Jenny over in Family Court.
"I need to see Judge Gantry," he replied. "Is he in?"
"Well, yes, but he's very busy."
"Please. It'll just take a minute."
She sipped her coffee, then asked, "Does this have anything to do with the big trial tomorrow?"
"Yes, ma'am, it does. I'd like for my Government class to watch the first day of the trial, but I gotta make sure there will be enough seats."
"Oh, I don't know about that, Theo," Mrs. Hardy said, frowning and shaking her head. "We're expecting an overflow crowd. Seating will be tight."
"Can I talk to the judge?"
"How many are in your class?"
"Sixteen. I thought maybe we could sit in the balcony."
She was still frowning as she picked up the phone and pushed a button. She waited for a second, then said, "Yes, Judge, Theodore Boone is here and would like to see you. I told him you are very busy." She listened some more, then put down the phone. "Hurry," she said, pointing to the judge's door.
Seconds later, Theo stood before the biggest desk in town, a desk covered with all sorts of papers and files and thick binders, a desk that symbolized the enormous power held by Judge Henry Gantry, who, at that moment, was not smiling. In fact, Theo was certain the judge had not cracked a smile since he'd interrupted his work. Theo, though, was pressing hard with a prolonged flash of metal from ear to ear.
"State your case," Judge Gantry said. Theo had heard him issue this command on many occasions. He'd seen lawyers, good lawyers, rise and stutter and search for words while Judge Gantry scowled down from the bench. He wasn't scowling now, nor was he wearing his black robe, but he was still intimidating. As Theo cleared his throat, he saw an unmistakable twinkle in his friend's eye.
"Yes, sir, well, my Government teacher is Mr. Mount, and Mr. Mount thinks we might get approval from the principal for an all-day field trip to watch the opening of the trial tomorrow." Theo paused, took a deep breath, told himself again to speak clearly, slowly, forcefully, like all great trial lawyers. "But, we need guaranteed seats. I was thinking we could sit in the balcony."
"Oh, you were?"
"Sixteen, plus Mr. Mount."
The judge picked up a file, opened it, and began reading as if he'd suddenly forgotten about Theo standing at attention across the desk. Theo waited for an awkward fifteen seconds. Then the judge abruptly said, "Seventeen seats, front balcony, left side. I'll tell the bailiff to seat you at ten minutes before nine, tomorrow. I expect perfect behavior."
"No problem, sir."
"I'll have Mrs. Hardy e-mail a note to your principal."
"You can go now, Theo. Sorry to be so busy."
"No problem, sir."
Theo was scurrying toward the door when the judge said, "Say, Theo. Do you think Mr. Duffy is guilty?"
Theo stopped, turned around and without hesitating responded, "He's presumed innocent."
"Got that. But what's your opinion as to his guilt?"
"I think he did it."
The judge nodded slightly but gave no indication of whether he agreed.
"What about you?" Theo asked.
Finally, a smile. "I'm a fair and impartial referee, Theo. I have no preconceived notions of guilt or innocence."
"That's what I thought you'd say."
"See you tomorrow." Theo cracked the door and hustled out.
Mrs. Hardy was on her feet, hands on hips, staring down two flustered lawyers who were demanding to see the judge. All three clammed up when Theo walked out of Judge Gantry's office. He smiled at Mrs. Hardy as he walked hurriedly by. "Thanks," he said as he opened the door and disappeared.
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"Classic Grisham." -The Los Angeles Times
Meet the Author
John Grisham is the author of a collection of stories, a work of nonfiction, three sports novels, four kids' books, and many legal thrillers. His work has been translated into forty-two languages. He lives near Charlottesville, Virginia.
- Oxford, Mississippi, and Albemarle County, Virginia
- Date of Birth:
- February 8, 1955
- Place of Birth:
- Jonesboro, Arkansas
- B.S., Mississippi State, 1977; J.D., University of Mississippi, 1981
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This was an excellent book it was realy captivating i read it non stop i recomend the sisters grimm, a wrinkle in time, and the boxcar children. Sincerly, The big bad wolf A.K.A J.D.G
When Pete Duffley is accused of murdering his wife only one person can get the evidence to convict him. Theodore Boone, son of two lawyers, and a very good advisor himself. Finds the evidence to covict Mr. Duffley. This book hold many twists and turns that will keep you turning the pages, as fast as Theo collects the evidence. I am a avid mystery reader and movie watcher, and when it comes to a good book... the novel Grisham has constructed barely trails Sir Aurthur Connan Dolye.
I loved this book
I love this book can't wait to finish the entire series
In searching for something appropriate for young teenage grandson, was very happy to discover John Grisham is now writing for that age group. Hope that he continues.
Well, John Grisham is known to make more adult books. But this book has proven that he can write tween books. I love this book so much and this is a real "under the covers" read! Recomened!
This could have been a great book had the author fiished the story. I almost felt he got bored writing it and sent it to the publisher with out an ending. Then it seems that the publisher knowing what a great writter Grisham usually is chose not to question him and sent the book to print. Were they all thinking, well it has the Grisham name people will buy it with out reading reviews... I wish I had done so before spending the money on it. I usually love Grisham and read his books in less than a day. I had to force myself to get through this one and it took 4 days...that is unheard of for me especially considering the book is only146 pgs.
AMAZING!!!!!John Grisham i an amazing author
It will leave you on the edge of you seat till the end . Must read
I love love love this book.
I absolutely loved this book! Its a bit boring in the very beginning but after that, this book is exceptional! Loved it and I hope you will love it too!
This book was truly amazing
I needed a book that was like the firm but not as adultish. What i got was this. The beginning throuh middle was one of the best subjects I've ever read. But then near the end i found myself rushed. It was almost like Mr. John got borred writing the book and decided to stop.
It was really good except for the ending it was kinda slow overall great book i hopethere are more comin
I loved,loved,loved this book. John Grisham wrote this novel as a very detailed amazing mystery. (John Grisham) Theodore taught and informed me so much about the law.
“He did smile at her, though, but she did not return the smile. Her teeth were somewhere in the house.” Theodore Boone is a funny but smart kid. Theodore Boone kid lawyer is a great book for elementary and middle school kids. John Grisham, the author, is the number one international bestselling author. This book is part of the mystery genre. This story is based in Strattenburg. The setting is very realistic and it is very clear. John Grisham does a fine job of using imagery to describe the town and every small detail and even the layout of some of the more important building in the book. Grisham based the story around Theodore Boone, a book worm kid living in Strattenburg. He is known for helping all his classmates with their family problems. Then there is Julio, who lives in the local homeless shelter with his two younger siblings and his mom. His cousin, Bobby, was a key witness of the murder but is an illegal immigrant and cannot come out without being shipped back to El Salvador. Theo Boone was a kid that lives in Strattenburg, but he is far from normal. Theo has been obsessed with law since he was able to speak. It helps that both of his parents are lawyers, and he is in a law firm every day. Theo is known around school for helping his friends with their families problems, and when the town’s biggest case happens in the last twenty years, Theo is all over it. Mr. Duffy, is accused of murdering his wife, for her one million dollar life insurance. It is the town's second murder case ever, and Theo scored his government class front row seats. This book’s theme is that you cannot get away with the mistakes you make in life. You cannot just kill someone and think that you are going to walk around like nothing happened. Karma is a jerk, and it will get you back sooner or later, and this book has a great example of that. No matter how flawless you think it is, everything has mistakes and nothing is perfect This book is great and interesting, but does not engage my emotions. My favorite part of the book was how there were small problems in between the big problems. If you really want to get into a book and want to non stop reading something, this is not the book for you. I thought of it as that it is something you can pick up every once and awhile but not every second you have free time. The plot was very nice and the only problem I saw throughout the book was how the book ended. I personally hate sequels that's that continue that exact same story. If you are going to write a book, then at least finish the story. It is also very slow and does not get to the point as fast as I wanted it to. I would recommend this book to anyone between the ages of nine and thirteen. It is not too complex but would be confusing for anyone below the age of nine. It is all around a good book and I give John Grisham credit for making it. I would rate it 8/10 because it is interesting a some points but also is slow at times. Overall, I respected this book and it was a considerable read.
This book was a awesome book. It was very beleveable. This was Mr.peanut reviews thank you for reading my review
This is the best book ever. Need to read.
I realy like this book. And I realy like theodore. You need to read this book.. Noah Gardner. 3-5-16:) :)