Bridges Of Madison County - First Printing

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There are songs that come free from the blue-eyed grass, from the dust of a thousand country roads. This is one.
And so begins a story that you will never forget...
THE BRIDGES OF MADISON COUNTY
...is the story of Robert Kincaid, a world-class photographer, and Francesca John-son, an Iowa farm wife. Kincaid, fifty-two, is a photographer for National Geographic. A strange, almost mystical traveler of Asian deserts, distant rivers, and ancient cities, he is a man who feels out of harmony with his time. Francesca Johnson, forty-five and once a young war bride from Italy, lives in the hills of south lowa with flickering memories of her girlhood dreams. Each of them is content, yet when Robert Kincaid drives through the heat and dust of an Iowa summer and turns into her farm lane looking for directions, their illusions fall away, and they are joined in an experi-ence of uncommon and stunning beauty, an experience that will haunt them forever.HE NOTICED ALL OF HER...
He could have walked out on this earlier, could still walk. Rationality shrieked at him. "Let it go, Kincaid, get back on the road. Shoot the bridges, go to India. Stop in Bangkok on the way and look up the silk merchant's daughter who knows every ecstatic secret the old ways can teach. Swim naked with her at dawn in jungle pools and listen to her scream as you turn her inside out at twi-light. Let go of this"-the voice was hissing now-"it's outrunning you."
But the slow street tango had begun. Somewhere it played; he could hear it, an old accordion. It was far back, or far ahead, he couldn't be sure. Yet it moved toward him steadily. And the sound of it blurred his criteria and funneled his own alternatives toward unity. Inex-orably it did that, until there was nowhere left to go, except toward Francesca Johnson.