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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> 99had to cover was short, <strong>and</strong> even in syncopated rhythm the gentlemen pulled up in front <strong>of</strong> ReverendKent in less than the time it would have taken for the congregation to moan out even a single verse <strong>of</strong>the hymn.<strong>Jose</strong> <strong>and</strong> his party stood awkwardly at the front <strong>of</strong> the church, <strong>Jose</strong> because he wasunderst<strong>and</strong>ably nervous <strong>and</strong> his groomsmen simply because none <strong>of</strong> them especially enjoyed st<strong>and</strong>ingin front <strong>of</strong> crowds, <strong>and</strong> it was not until Reverend Kent caught a glimpse <strong>of</strong> Eudora <strong>and</strong> nodded at thepianist to begin pounding out “Here Comes the Bride” that any <strong>of</strong> them found themselves able tobreathe again.Eudora was preceded by two <strong>of</strong> her friends from nursing school, one cousin, <strong>and</strong> a toddlerbarely old enough to walk who came first up the aisle, scattering rose petals as she did so. <strong>The</strong> scent <strong>of</strong>the roses made <strong>Jose</strong> dizzy. <strong>The</strong> thought crossed his mind that as far as he had been told it was going tobe tulip petals that were strewn, not roses, <strong>and</strong> it was only with great difficulty that he was able toretain his focus until Eudora, beaming at him from Papa’s arm, finally glided into sight. She reachedthe front <strong>of</strong> the church, detached herself from Papa, <strong>and</strong> faced <strong>Jose</strong> as he took her h<strong>and</strong>s into his own.<strong>The</strong> scent <strong>of</strong> roses drenching the air continued to rise as the ceremony progressed, <strong>and</strong> althoughno one else seemed to be bothered or even to notice, <strong>Jose</strong> felt he was in constant danger <strong>of</strong> floatingaway to some desert place where bones became flesh <strong>and</strong> carpets flew like aeroplanes. He would neverbe able to say how he would have made it through the wedding had he not had Eudora’s eyes to stareinto <strong>and</strong> the touch <strong>of</strong> her h<strong>and</strong>s against his as a grounding physical reality. But make it through he did,<strong>and</strong> when at last he got to kiss the bride – with no tongues involved this time, as Eudora had insistentlydem<strong>and</strong>ed after a brief episode at the rehearsal – he felt like a dream had slowly evolved its way intoreality in a way which his wedding mass to Concepcion never had.Yes, this was real now. He was <strong>Jose</strong> <strong>Montoya</strong>, husb<strong>and</strong>, <strong>and</strong> would soon be <strong>Jose</strong> <strong>Montoya</strong>,father. It was real, he was awake, <strong>and</strong> his life was about to begin.