Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind. Autor: Janet Fitch Copy Quote More from Janet Fitch “She wanted to wake up like Dorothy and see Michael's face peering over the side…” “He'd loved her, he had. And he knew she loved him, he knew it! But it wasn't en…” “But then I realized, they didn't mean their own mothers. Not those weak women, …” “Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal.”