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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Long</strong> <strong>and</strong> <strong>Storied</strong> <strong>Life</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Jose</strong> <strong>Montoya</strong> 20for his birthday.Eventually there were no more chores he could do in the barracks, <strong>and</strong> he decided to go on awalk across the brief stretch <strong>of</strong> desert to the shooting range, which was the source <strong>of</strong> the gunshots hehad heard the day that he found the camp. Even though he had not yet actually been allowed to fire ElFlaco, <strong>and</strong> even though he could not retrieve it from the armory today, he thought that perhaps justgoing to the range <strong>and</strong> mentally practicing might make him a better shot when the time came. Hethought that was reasonable, since as a child in school he had gotten very good at mathematics in thesame way, making up <strong>and</strong> solving problems in his head. He arrived at the range <strong>and</strong> looked around. Itwas empty, <strong>and</strong> he headed towards the observation gr<strong>and</strong>st<strong>and</strong> to lay down <strong>and</strong> look up at the shapes <strong>of</strong>the thin clouds, just as he had done for the past two months riding on the ro<strong>of</strong>s <strong>of</strong> the trains.In quiet contemplation, he closed his eyes <strong>and</strong> let the sounds <strong>of</strong> the desert sing to him. He slept,but only lightly, <strong>and</strong> visions <strong>of</strong> sugared skulls <strong>and</strong> La Catrina pirouetted around in his mind, mixinghere <strong>and</strong> there with El Flaco <strong>and</strong> shouting corporals <strong>and</strong> serious sergeants. His sleep was so light thathe seemed to himself to be perpetually awake <strong>and</strong> dreaming at the same moment. Time thus passedmore quickly than he realized, <strong>and</strong> when he awoke with a start just as he was about to finally seize LaCatrina in a passionate embrace, the sun was much lower to the horizon than he would have guessed.He sat up <strong>and</strong> looked around. On the bench below him was stretched out Ned Skelly, whoappeared to be looking up at the clouds <strong>and</strong> daydreaming much as <strong>Jose</strong> had set out to do. <strong>Jose</strong> jumpeda little bit when he saw Ned, more from being startled than from any aversion to the dead – he hadwitnessed an entire battle, after all. Ned raised up his head <strong>and</strong> nodded a greeting to <strong>Jose</strong>, <strong>and</strong> thenwent back to his surprised contemplation <strong>of</strong> the sky. <strong>Jose</strong> nodded his own greeting back, <strong>and</strong> thendecided it was time to walk back to the commissary <strong>and</strong> get himself something to eat. He turned to seeif the spiritwould follow him, but Ned appeared content to continue laying on the gr<strong>and</strong>st<strong>and</strong>.Surprised, but content. <strong>Jose</strong> left him there <strong>and</strong> went to see what the cooks had managed to find for