The end comes not with a long beep from the heartrate monitor, nor with a great sigh, but the beginning of the credits. Stay and watch them. Who was that lost childhood friend that your father refused to talk about? How about that anonymous lady at the train station with whom your father shared but a single moment, yet one that stayed in his mind for the rest of his life? You need to find out.
Besides, there could be a post-credits scene with your father warming advising you, Ferris Bueller-style, to move on with your life. Berkeley Mews shouldn’t encourage readers to miss this important time.