"Finn gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to
learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the pink hair. O cruel,
needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving
breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But
it was all right, everything was…

"Finn gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to
learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the pink hair. O cruel,
needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving
breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But
it was all right, everything was…

In other news, PB has hidden cameras in all of her citizens bedrooms.

In other news, PB has hidden cameras in all of her citizens bedrooms.

I've always had a lot of sympathy for Patrick O'Brien's view of endings (through his mouthpiece in this case of Stephen Maturin) in The Nutmeg of Consolation