Grace Sheffield, ten years old, was one of the unremarkable children who lived in a small town named Norfolk.
She liked to play, draw, and read.
But above everything, she liked to eat sweets.
Her father worked as a head chef in the Canterbury House, a living he had only obtained the previous year after his predecessor unexpectedly passed away from severe heart condition.
His salary was not meager by all means, but it was certainly not enough to buy Grace all the fancy sweets and pastries she loved to eat.
Thus Grace learned how to make her own desserts.
She learned how to make caramel.
She learned how to whisk cream to perfection.
She learned how to control the fire in her father's old oven to not burn the cake.
She was pretty satisfied with herself.
Her latest creations were several cups of bread pudding she made for her father's birthday. It was distributed among the kitchen chefs and the maids and even the butler.
