Kelly Tran

A Little Gratitude

“The name Fyodor means God’s gift.” Fyodor could recall the conversation between him and his grandmother with vivid detail. He remembered how pale she was as she sat up on her bed, long and wrinkly fingers sat atop each other on the faded blue blanket, another smaller knitted blanket draped over her thin shoulders, her frizzy gray hair tucked underneath an old beanie, and her tired but still kind face.