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The Long and Storied Life of Jose Montoya

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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> 93<strong>Jose</strong> found the idea that these people were sad over the dry Christ <strong>of</strong> the North being friendlysomewhat difficult to fathom, <strong>and</strong> decided to put it out <strong>of</strong> his mind <strong>and</strong> concentrate instead on the slowprocessional steps he was taking down the aisle in time to this doleful music <strong>of</strong> the already-saved. <strong>The</strong>congregation, for its part, had never actually seen anyone answer a call to redemption by two-steppingto the altar, but forged ahead with a renewed determination once <strong>Jose</strong>’s intention to be saved was clearto them.Reverend Kent was nearly as surprised as his congregation that someone had answered his altarcall. Getting saved in Rockville was more a matter <strong>of</strong> fact than a statement <strong>of</strong> faith; your parents wentto church, then you went to church, <strong>and</strong> somewhere along the line, when the fear <strong>of</strong> hell <strong>and</strong> theimminent return <strong>of</strong> a traveling-show Jesus coming back to town became too terrifying for you, you gotbaptized <strong>and</strong> were saved, amen. It was such a mundane course <strong>of</strong> affairs that Reverend Kent hadsecretly begun harboring doubts about how much these near-automatic saves were adding to his Crown<strong>of</strong> Glory, <strong>and</strong> so <strong>Jose</strong>’s approach up the aisle was such a welcome novelty that as far as the Reverendwas concerned it might just as well have been accompanied by choirs <strong>of</strong> harp-toting angels <strong>and</strong> r<strong>and</strong>ombeams <strong>of</strong> tangibly golden light.<strong>Jose</strong> finally reached the head <strong>of</strong> the long aisle, <strong>and</strong> after vigorous h<strong>and</strong>-pumping <strong>and</strong>backslapping from the Reverend was turned to face the congregation as “What a Friend We Have inJesus” rattled to its inexorable conclusion. Everyone was now wearing benevolent smiles as they gazedat <strong>Jose</strong>. Eudora’s smile was the best <strong>and</strong> brightest among them, <strong>and</strong> <strong>Jose</strong> was so afraid that he wouldbecome lost if he stared too long at her delicious mouth that he started forcing his gaze to rapidly swingback <strong>and</strong> forth from Mama to Papa to Eudora <strong>and</strong> then back again. In this semi-hypnotic condition itwas only distantly that he heard the voice <strong>of</strong> Reverend Kent running through Bible verses <strong>and</strong> askingquestions, with his own equally-distant voice answering them.At last the spell was broken by more vigorous h<strong>and</strong>-pumping from the Reverend as he guided

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