It was new year’s eve. Grace placed herself tightly under the comforter and hit the sack at seven ‘o clock. Grace’s mother Evelyn was busy baking her mixed penny cakes and a huge chocolate cake covered with white and chocolate fondant. Evelyn was at her best in baking cakes. Her cakes will not only be a feast to our tongue , but also to our eyes. Evelyn thought of calling Grace as she was in a mood to visit St. Paul’s Cathedral. But she didn’t because she was waiting for her cakes to come out of the oven. She gently took out the cake from the oven and placed them on her glass table covered with beautiful roses. The cakes were ready to serve. She went to Grace’s room and turned on the light. Grace was comfortably sleeping beneath her comforter. Evelyn thought of not disturbing her and she went back to her bedroom. And she wrapped one of her best clothing and set foot to St. Paul’s Cathedral. Grace was still asleep. And there was depression behind her sleep. Grace was very much worried thinking she wasn’t having any special talent. But, she was filled with many talents. She was just unaware of it. She woke up from her sleep put on her overcoat and her flip flops. She turned on the heater. She went in search of her mother. She was distracted by the aroma of the cake in the table. But , she was not willing to taste it. She put her heads down and walked through the veranda. She saw everyone laughing and giggling , but her heart was filled with sorrow. People were happily roaming which made her to think , “ where can be happiness bought...