Mislabeled boxes, problems with visiting nurses, confusing notes, an
outing to the county fair--such are the obstacles in the way of the
unnamed narrator of The End of the Story as she attempts to organize her
memories of a love affair into a novel. With compassion, wit, and what
appears to be candor she seeks to determine what she actually knows
about herself and her past, but we begin to suspect, along with her,
that given the elusiveness of memory and understanding, any tale
retrieved from the past must be fiction.