Granny Sonya

That child held his spoon in his left hand. So it was always the right glove that wore through first.

• Archbishop FilaretOld woman, say that again before the temple.
  Granny SonyaI'll say it louder before Your Grace, then. This old throat still works fine.
• YekaterinaOld woman, is your sight still good.
  Granny SonyaMy eyes have dimmed. My hands haven't.
  YekaterinaThen spare your hands.