Freddie gazed up at the enormous face. Nearly two weeks it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden behind the rosy curls. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the side of his nose. But it was all right, everything was alright, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. Freddie loved Sarah Palin.