Some feelings are so big, they''re hard to express. . . A dyslexia-friendly, beautifully illustrated verse story of friendship, family and self-discovery, perfect for readers aged 9+. By the author of Wider Than the Sea, winner of the Eilís Dillon Award, KPMG Children''s Books Ireland Awards 2024"A beautifully told story of resilience" Irish Times"With an uplifting ending, Kai''s story will remain in your mind for a long time ... a fantastic read for a class group" Editor''s Choice, Children''s Books Ireland, Inis Magazine When Kai''s big sister Jen leaves the family home, Kai knows it''s all his fault. His secret burns, but he tells no one, just keeps pulling at tufts of his hair. But in the broad branches of a wasteland sycamore tree, Kai feels safe and free from his worries. Up there he feels he can be whoever he wants to be. And when a girl called Sky starts climbing Kai''s tree, a friendship blossoms ... a friendship with the power to heal. Up hereit''s likeI''m part of something elsethe windthe leavesthe airfree to bewhoever I want to be.

Some feelings are so big, they''re hard to express. . . A dyslexia-friendly, beautifully illustrated verse story of friendship, family and self-discovery, perfect for readers aged 9+. By the author of Wider Than the Sea, winner of the Eilís Dillon Award, KPMG Children''s Books Ireland Awards 2024"A beautifully told story of resilience" Irish Times"With an uplifting ending, Kai''s story will remain in your mind for a long time ... a fantastic read for a class group" Editor''s Choice, Children''s Books Ireland, Inis Magazine When Kai''s big sister Jen leaves the family home, Kai knows it''s all his fault. His secret burns, but he tells no one, just keeps pulling at tufts of his hair. But in the broad branches of a wasteland sycamore tree, Kai feels safe and free from his worries. Up there he feels he can be whoever he wants to be. And when a girl called Sky starts climbing Kai''s tree, a friendship blossoms ... a friendship with the power to heal. Up hereit''s likeI''m part of something elsethe windthe leavesthe airfree to bewhoever I want to be.