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Shortly after the war in the Pacific broke out in December of 1941, the author and her husband crammed enough clothes, foodstuffs, and supplies to last them six months into three suitcases, and headed into the choking bamboo jungles of Luzon. Unfortunately, the war was to last another four years.

For a year and a half, they lived from day to day, hiding among the little-known mountain people who sheltered and helped them in their grim struggle for existence. Always just a step ahead of the Japanese army, they were forced to move constantly, a week here, a month there. The refugees faced monsoon rains and the fear of malaria; they lived on dwindling stores of food; traded even their most precious possessions with Filipino villagers who wouldn't betray their hideout-and a few who were not so trustworthy-and assisted the bands of young guerrillas whenever possible.

Macauley's narrative is rich in characterization: Spalding, the American weakling who shared a part of the journey before surrendering to the Japanese; Placido, the always-opportunistic head of his tribe, who nonetheless protected the refugees and provided them with a home; and especially Fabian, the simple and courageous tao, who time and again risked his own life to help the Americans, until finally they were faced with the choice to surrender to the Japanese or see all of Fabian's family killed. What followed were the horrifying weeks in primitive Japanese prisons until they were finally taken to the internment camp at Santo Tomas, and, later, Los Banos.

Written with profound depth and immediacy, BREAD AND RICE is a young woman's stirring account of those grueling, terrifying days on the run.