Francesca's placid existence, married with two children, is completely shaken by the arrival of Robert Kincaid, a free and generous nomadic photographer, who transforms all his energy into tenderness. Fate inexorably unites them when they meet in the autumn of their lives. Their love, short as a ripe afternoon, was nevertheless as deep as the roots of a tree. His ashes are scattered very close to the bridges of Madison. And so, in barely two hundred pages, Robert James Waller gives us back the pleasure of remembering that passion has no age in a novel that is already a classic that is recommended from generation to generation.