In his introduction, Carver let the reader know that he intended to include stories in this anthology that reflected “what it was like out there.”
He does just that by placing this piece by Munro in the anthology.
I feel kinda bad. I just can’t get excited by a Munro story. It took me a couple of days to get through this one. It was longish, and there just wasn’t anything to pull me through. I know Munro’s reputation as an author…she just doesn’t do much for me.
And because I feel this way about the story, I cannot expend anymore energy on it.