James’s last thought before he fell was, will she get the flowers? With the air rushing around him, he imaged Sallie coming back to her desk after lunch and seeing the white lilies waiting for her. The words he had written on the card flashed by; I’ve always loved you, but I can’t cope anymore, J. Tears appeared in the corners of his eyes and were quickly snatched by the wind. The road rose up to meet him, he felt shooting pain for half a second and then nothing.