Two hours down Bonita Klondyke Road in Arizona summer heat, sun cooking through the ragtop of his classic Chrysler. Air conditioning long dead. The sign read, “Wishing Star Saloon, turn right.” He cranked the wheel. It was right there in sight.
* * *
“Dang!” said the woman behind the bar, “Windows down in this heat?”
“AC’s broke. Heinie.”
“Tuff.” She slid the bottle over.
“‘Wishing Star?’”
She motioned with her head. “Every wish granted.”
“Right.”
She shrugged.
He stepped over to the painting. “Wish I was someplace cooler.”
* * *
Colder than hell, snow blowing. Teeth chattering. A sign. “Klondyke River, Yukon Territory.”
Posted to The Carrot Ranch, December 28 Flash Fiction Challenge — Wishing Star.
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I wondered at the name of the road you led us down. Cool. (In the end)
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A real road in AZ. Check Google Maps… it’s there! Glad you liked it!
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One can only hope another such Wishing Star Saloon exists in the Yukon! I think I know that road, crossed northern Arizona with no air conditioning, broke down on the big rez, got going and broke down again at the border of New Mexico. Spent 45 days there and experienced Gallup as if it were enchanted. Thanks for joining us at the Ranch!
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I’m glad to have caused some reminiscences! I really don’t know that area of the country that well. Was looking for a road where traffic and civilization are scarce, knew Arizona was as good as Nevada, found this road (actual name), and had my story!
I’ll be back!
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Clever idea to look for interesting names of roads or places in such areas of the country.
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What a cruel, cold twist! 🙂
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Indeed! Careful what you wish seems to be a recurring theme!
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