Romabul Stories

“Palm reading?” Georgi screamed, hurling himself sideways and trying to look behind him at the same time. “When did you even—“ Georgi swallowed. “How long—well, how long were you… How…” Dmitry stood over him, a leering grin on his face. Dmitry, who was rumored to have spray painted the football field with Satanic messages. Dmitry, who had supposedly summoned the Devil. Dmitry, whose teeth were pointed. “Palm reading,” Dmitry repeated, holding out his hand. “Or good luck charms, I can do those, too.” (Romania x Bulgaria, various)