“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled.”
The narrator returns to his childhood home after attending a nearby funeral. As he passes his home, he continues to the neighbors house at the end of the lane – the home of Lettie Hempstock, one of his childhood friends. As he enters the home and comes across one of the Hempstock women, he begins to remember past memories he thought he had forgotten. When the renter upstairs commits suicide in the car of the narrator’s parents, a otherworldly demon is let loose to wreak slow havoc on the people on the narrator’s street. The narrator and Lettie’s story intertwines to relieve the nightmare that is caused by the demon.