`` what will you do , lily , '' he asked , putting his arms around me as i stood , `` what will you do , when they come after me ? '' she didnt even know that she was seeing someone . she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder . her sandals are there and her shoes are gone , her garden shoes . he 'd left a note for them , when he died . i laughed into his bare chest , my eyes closing . 