When Samuel saw me, he was initially stunned. Then his expression darkened, his brows furrowing and his mouth setting in a hard line.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
His rowdy friends seemed even more brazen under the influence of alcohol. "Yo, Samuel, why did you bring a mom out to play?"
One of them jeered. "Isn't this your Cathy?"
They seemed to have lost their senses, eyes glazed over in a state of euphoria, channeling their jealousy and disdain toward him. A fat guy even reached over and pinched me.
The people around us joined in, shoving Samuel and egging him on. "Call her Cathy! Go on, call her Cathy!"
"Call her Cathy! Call her Cathy!" More and more people closed in on me with malicious intent...
