Backstory in fiction and real life (or, Orange Juice Man)
My mom taught me an advanced form of people watching. We still practice it fairly often in public places⎯the diner, the airport, a street fair. Here’s how it’s done. Let’s say Mom and I are at the grocery store, strolling the aisle. I push the cart and hum along to the music while Mom checks the sodium content on a can of broth. Up ahead, we both notice a man…