Some years ago I had a friend move from sunny San Diego to gloomy London England for a job. She was super excited about the move, whereas we were sad to see her go. It’s been over 5 years now, and every time she comes “home” to visit us, we laugh at the terms she has inadvertently started using since her move. Like, “Hey, do you know where the lift is here?” or “I’m here on holiday.” We point it out, and over the years the pink tinge that would naturally manifest itself has dimmed, now she just shrugs and says “What you gonna do?” Her American accent is a great mix of San Diego breezy and classy British accent. I love it, because it confuses the hell out of people.
Since her move, I have been trying to master the British accent. I’ve gotten pretty good, and I’ll randomly speak with the accent when bored or when I’m dared. One afternoon, I was talking to a coworker about how she was visiting and I was making fun of the confused look on a waiters face when she asked to use the “loo”. I was impersonating her and her accent when my boss walked in and heard the end of the conversation. He laughed and stated that my accent was good. So as we headed for lunch, he dared me to speak with a British accent and said if I kept it up he would cover dinner. If there is one thing my boss knows about me, it’s that I don’t like losing bets, so I chose the most expensive Thai place around and in my most posh British accent accepted the challenge.
We were seated fairly quickly and the youngish waiter came over to serve us water while we looked at the menu, my boss thanked him, smiled and nodded as he walked away. My boss figured I was giving up, and grinned at me shaking his head. The waiter returned and asked if we were ready to order. Again I nodded then smiled, and proceeded to order the most expensive chicken item on the menu in my perfect British accent. My boss chuckled and ordered his food, before the waiter left, I decided to lay it on thick.”Love, would you be a dear and also get me a Thai tea?” The young man smiled so big, and ran off to put in our order. I was about to break character when the waiter ran back with my drink order, and proceeded to ask me where I was from. My boss lightly nudged my foot with his own, while I proceeded to lie through my teeth with a British accent. I said I had been born here but had a father who worked in London and proceeded to answer question after ejection about my childhood abroad.
The young waiter told me that he loved my accent and that our food would be out shortly. My boss completely lost it until the table next to us decided that they would ask me questions that I’m sure influenced when they would be traveling to London in the upcoming year. Lies that may well have had them book their trip during the rain season. If those strangers somehow find this I’m sorry I sent you during the rainiest and coldest time of the year. So I ate my whole meal, and chatted with an over the top accent for the rest of our time in the restaurant. As soon as I walked out of the restaurant I high fived my boss who was impressed that I was able to keep up our banter for over an hour. To this day when my boss calls me, we both answer “Hallo Govenor” like the jackasses we are.
Pretending to be someone I wasn’t on purpose was fun because I wasn’t going to lose anything. In fact it was the opposite, I was going to gain the respect of my boss and a free Thai meal, mango sticky rice dessert and all. Had the stakes been higher I wonder if I would have cracked under pressure. It was a simple bet with simple stipulations and a clear goal. Accent ment free food. And who doesn’t love free food? I thought of this day as I read Penny Reid’s new novel Motion, a novel about twins with a long list of obstacles and one goal, swap places and don’t let their parents find out that twin 1 is in jail for god know what.
In this twin swap novel, Mona DaVinci, gets a phone call from her twin sister who is in jail and needs Mona to do something that she knows she will take some convincing. She needs Mona to pretend to be her while she is in jail so her parents don’t find out and cut her off financially. If Mona agrees, she will have to go to their parents brownstone and check in with Abram the young man who is house sitting, and has been asked to watch Lisa for a week until they arrive back to the states.
Like most movies about twins, the idea of switching places should be easy enough as they already look identical, but for Mona and Lisa, that is where the similarities end. Lisa who is often seen on TMZ for her party girl ways has nothing in common with her sister who has lived apart from her since they were in their teens. Mona is a genius and until that moment all of her focus had been on her education and career, and in doing so has missed out on a lot of basic teen and young adult experiences. Lisa however, has taken life and done as she has always wanted, not caring about consequences. So, upon arriving home with little to no information about Lisa arrest Mona decides that the easiest way to not get caught is to avoid spending any real time with Abram. But avoiding Abram is proving harder than Mona thought. After each interaction, Mona questions how much longer she will be able to pretend to be Her sister without anyone figuring out that the real Lisa is behind bars. But how long will this be able to last? Or will Mona’s growing feelings for Abram get Lisa disowned?
Be warned dear reader, this is only book 1 of 3 and I can hardly wait to see how this cliffhanger continues in book 2 and 3!
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