A. My accent, which is the remnant of a speech defect that was retrained by a man who had studied in London.
A. Something where I work with my hands. I've actually been offered a job as an upholsterer.
A. Me, only better. More focused, more organized, more loving, more able to Just Say No to More Books. Failing that, when I grow up I would like to be a well-fed cat in the sunlight.
A. I listen.