And every morning the way home gets longer and longer / Fredrik Backman ; translated by Alice Menzies.
Grandpa and Noah are sitting on a bench in a square that keeps getting smaller every day. The square is strange but also familiar, full of the odds and ends that have made up their lives: Grandpa's work desk, the stuffed dragon that Grandpa once gave to Noah, the sweet-smelling hyacinths that Grandma loved to grow in her garden. As they wait together, they tell jokes and discuss their shared love of mathematics. Grandpa recalls what it was like to fall in love with his wife - and what it was like to lose her. She's as real to him now as the first day he met her, but he dreads the day when he won't remember her. This peculiar space that is growing dimmer and more confusing all the time is where they will learn to say good-bye, the scent of hyacinths in the air, nothing to fear.--
Record details
- ISBN: 9781501160486
- ISBN: 1501160486
- Physical Description: 76 pages : color illustrations ; 19 cm
- Edition: First Atria Books edition
- Publisher: New York, NY : Atria Books, an imprint of Simon & Schuster, Inc., 2016.
- Copyright: ©2015
Content descriptions
- General Note:
- "Originally published in Swedish in 2015 as Och varje morgon blir vagen hem langre och langre" -- Verso title page.
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- 19 of 27 copies available at NC Cardinal. (Show)
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| Location | Call Number / Copy Notes | Barcode | Shelving Location | Status | Due Date |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Statesville Main Library | F BACKMAN (Text) | 33114017784422 | Adult Fiction | Checked out | 08/29/2026 |
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Summary:
Grandpa and Noah are sitting on a bench in a square that keeps getting smaller every day. The square is strange but also familiar, full of the odds and ends that have made up their lives: Grandpa's work desk, the stuffed dragon that Grandpa once gave to Noah, the sweet-smelling hyacinths that Grandma loved to grow in her garden. As they wait together, they tell jokes and discuss their shared love of mathematics. Grandpa recalls what it was like to fall in love with his wife - and what it was like to lose her. She's as real to him now as the first day he met her, but he dreads the day when he won't remember her. This peculiar space that is growing dimmer and more confusing all the time is where they will learn to say good-bye, the scent of hyacinths in the air, nothing to fear.--
