Synopses & Reviews
"A work of lyrical precision and diamond-hard clarity....A remembrance of desire past."
THE NEW YORKER
Memoirist Annie Ernaux has written eloquently about loss. Now she writes of another kind of loss, the loss of herself in a love and then the loss of the love itself. In spare, beautiful language, she writes of the end of an affair, the coming to terms with its close and with the person she has become because of it.