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  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: K.J. Hyun Night, 2026

    9798237220025

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    Librería: California Books, Miami, FL, Estados Unidos de AmericaCalifornia Books

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  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: K.J. Hyun Night, 2026

    9798237220025

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    Librería: Grand Eagle Retail, Bensenville, IL, Estados Unidos de AmericaGrand Eagle Retail

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    EUR 14,36

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    Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. A woman has lived in her house for seven years. The oak tree in her garden is her sanctuary the place she drinks her morning tea, the place her children played, the one constant in a changing world. When the council orders it cut down because the roots are pushing up the pavement on the street behind her house, she is devastated. She watches the crew dismantle it, piece by piece, feeling like she's losing a limb. That night, she hears a sound. Not from the empty garden, but from the street behind her house. The pavement is cracking. Not just the slabs, but the asphalt. The roots are still growing. And they aren't just pushing up the path anymore. They're pushing up everything.The neighbours who complained start finding roots in their basements. The council workers who signed the order find strange, woody tendrils creeping up their walls while they sleep. And the woman realizes, with a slow, creeping dread, that the tree wasn't just a tree. It was a cap. A lid on something that had been buried beneath the suburb for centuries. And now that the tree is gone, the roots are doing exactly what they were planted to do: they are reaching for the surface. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: Dream Scribe Literary Studio Okt 2026, 2026

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    Librería: AHA-BUCH GmbH, Einbeck, AlemaniaAHA-BUCH GmbH

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    Taschenbuch. Condición: Neu. Neuware - A woman has lived in her house for seven years. The oak tree in her garden is her sanctuary the place she drinks her morning tea, the place her children played, the one constant in a changing world. When the council orders it cut down because the roots are pushing up the pavement on the street behind her house, she is devastated. She watches the crew dismantle it, piece by piece, feeling like she's losing a limb. That night, she hears a sound. Not from the empty garden, but from the street behind her house. The pavement is cracking. Not just the slabs, but the asphalt. The roots are still growing. And they aren't just pushing up the path anymore. They're pushing up everything.The neighbours who complained start finding roots in their basements. The council workers who signed the order find strange, woody tendrils creeping up their walls while they sleep. And the woman realizes, with a slow, creeping dread, that the tree wasn't just a tree. It was a cap. A lid on something that had been buried beneath the suburb for centuries. And now that the tree is gone, the roots are doing exactly what they were planted to do: they are reaching for the surface.…

  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: Rhombus Publishing, 2026

    9798237220025

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    Librería: PBShop.store US, Wood Dale, IL, Estados Unidos de AmericaPBShop.store US

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    EUR 14,68

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    PAP. Condición: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: Rhombus Publishing, 2026

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    Librería: PBShop.store UK, Fairford, GLOS, Reino UnidoPBShop.store UK

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    EUR 14,25

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    PAP. Condición: New. New Book. Delivered from our UK warehouse in 4 to 14 business days. THIS BOOK IS PRINTED ON DEMAND. Established seller since 2000.

  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: K.J. Hyun Night, 2026

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    Librería: AussieBookSeller, Truganina, VIC, AustraliaAussieBookSeller

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    EUR 23,68

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    Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. A woman has lived in her house for seven years. The oak tree in her garden is her sanctuary the place she drinks her morning tea, the place her children played, the one constant in a changing world. When the council orders it cut down because the roots are pushing up the pavement on the street behind her house, she is devastated. She watches the crew dismantle it, piece by piece, feeling like she's losing a limb. That night, she hears a sound. Not from the empty garden, but from the street behind her house. The pavement is cracking. Not just the slabs, but the asphalt. The roots are still growing. And they aren't just pushing up the path anymore. They're pushing up everything.The neighbours who complained start finding roots in their basements. The council workers who signed the order find strange, woody tendrils creeping up their walls while they sleep. And the woman realizes, with a slow, creeping dread, that the tree wasn't just a tree. It was a cap. A lid on something that had been buried beneath the suburb for centuries. And now that the tree is gone, the roots are doing exactly what they were planted to do: they are reaching for the surface. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.…

  • Idioma: Inglés

    Editorial: K.J. Hyun Night, 2026

    9798237220025

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    Librería: CitiRetail, Stevenage, Reino UnidoCitiRetail

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    EUR 17,83

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    Cantidad disponible: 1 disponible

    Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. A woman has lived in her house for seven years. The oak tree in her garden is her sanctuary the place she drinks her morning tea, the place her children played, the one constant in a changing world. When the council orders it cut down because the roots are pushing up the pavement on the street behind her house, she is devastated. She watches the crew dismantle it, piece by piece, feeling like she's losing a limb. That night, she hears a sound. Not from the empty garden, but from the street behind her house. The pavement is cracking. Not just the slabs, but the asphalt. The roots are still growing. And they aren't just pushing up the path anymore. They're pushing up everything.The neighbours who complained start finding roots in their basements. The council workers who signed the order find strange, woody tendrils creeping up their walls while they sleep. And the woman realizes, with a slow, creeping dread, that the tree wasn't just a tree. It was a cap. A lid on something that had been buried beneath the suburb for centuries. And now that the tree is gone, the roots are doing exactly what they were planted to do: they are reaching for the surface. This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…