Hackberry, Arizona is east of Kingman on Route 66. A town with one store and a sprinkle of wood frame houses and a woman named Celeste who hikes to the store everyday, then sits outside on a big leather chair drinking coffee from a thick white mug.
She talks to anyone who will listen about her days in San Francisco at the Fairmont Hotel and her encounters with Marilyn Monroe, Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley. She has been in Hackberry since she was a young woman but she talks endlessly about the desert heat and how she can hardly wait to "get out of here".
Part of me though thinks she has the perfect life. Part of her probably agrees.
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