Brenda mailed me the new scholarship criteria.<\/p>\n
She did not ask for approval.<\/p>\n
That pleased me.<\/p>\n
I read them at breakfast.<\/p>\n
Academic standing remained, but not class rank.<\/p>\n
Employment history of the parent no longer mattered.<\/p>\n
Applicants could submit recommendations from teachers, coworkers, clergy, coaches, supervisors, neighbors, or community members.<\/p>\n
Financial circumstances became part of consideration.<\/p>\n
So did work responsibilities at home.<\/p>\n
One section surprised me.<\/p>\n
Applicants were asked to describe something they had repaired, improved, or made useful with limited resources.<\/p>\n
I called Brenda.<\/p>\n
\u201cSubtle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe essay question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou noticed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou stole from my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI borrowed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe would charge interest.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to recognize capability that doesn\u2019t show up in awards.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s reasonable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI also removed family-name recognition from the ceremony.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo reserved seating for trustees. No donor table.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father would haunt you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe already does.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice remained light, but I heard strain underneath.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe alumni board is furious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey say I\u2019m dismantling tradition.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen they are factually correct.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate when you do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want from me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCome to the scholarship ceremony.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was fast.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI dislike ceremonies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou attend hospital galas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor contracts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou attended the reunion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTemporary insanity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She became quiet.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cOne of the finalists works evenings.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt a laundromat.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is manipulation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt least you admit it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWill you come?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The ceremony was on a Thursday evening.<\/p>\n
At six-fifteen Thursday evening, I stood in my bedroom choosing earrings.<\/p>\n
I hated Brenda.<\/p>\n
Not seriously.<\/p>\n
Enough.<\/p>\n
The scholarship event took place in Oakridge\u2019s renovated auditorium.<\/p>\n
I had no sentimental reaction to that room.<\/p>\n
We had rarely used it when I attended.<\/p>\n
Safe territory.<\/p>\n
David came with me.<\/p>\n
I had not invited him.<\/p>\n
He invited himself after hearing where I was going.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to see the scholarship.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want to monitor me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI contain multitudes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou sound pretentious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou raised me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Fair.<\/p>\n
The lobby held displays about the scholarship\u2019s history.<\/p>\n
Harold Vance appeared in several photographs.<\/p>\n
Young.<\/p>\n
Successful.<\/p>\n
Confident.<\/p>\n
In one, he shook hands with a recipient while Brenda stood behind him at nineteen or twenty.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
She looked exactly as I remembered.<\/p>\n
Blond hair.<\/p>\n
Perfect posture.<\/p>\n
Smile trained toward the camera.<\/p>\n
David stood beside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe looks expensive.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that even mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. He does.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou came.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAgainst my judgment.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at David.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou must be the son.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hope so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDavid, Brenda.\u201d<\/p>\n
They shook hands.<\/p>\n
Brenda studied him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou look like your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
David glanced at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what people say.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was handsome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not what people usually say.\u201d<\/p>\n
I elbowed him.<\/p>\n
Brenda laughed.<\/p>\n
Then she looked nervous.<\/p>\n
That was new enough to be unsettling.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBrenda.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe board chair is going to speak.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe hates the changes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen he\u2019ll say so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPublicly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI used to be better at this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt conflict?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt not caring.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was probably performance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, therapist.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI charge by irritation.\u201d<\/p>\n
The ceremony began.<\/p>\n
We sat halfway back.<\/p>\n
No donor table.<\/p>\n
No reserved trustee section.<\/p>\n
Students and families filled the front rows.<\/p>\n
The board chair, Martin Cole, welcomed everyone.<\/p>\n
He was in his late sixties and possessed the confident voice of a man who had spent years being introduced before speaking.<\/p>\n
He praised the scholarship\u2019s history.<\/p>\n
He praised Harold Vance.<\/p>\n
He praised tradition.<\/p>\n
Then he said, \u201cThis year, certain modifications were introduced.\u201d<\/p>\n
Certain modifications.<\/p>\n
David leaned toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s going to be awful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cQuiet.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome of us believe standards endure because they protect excellence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda sat two seats ahead.<\/p>\n
I saw her shoulders tighten.<\/p>\n
\u201cOthers,\u201d Martin said, \u201cbelieve access requires broader definitions of merit.\u201d<\/p>\n
His tone made broader sound contagious.<\/p>\n
No one else reacted visibly.<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
David touched my wrist.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sitting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re thinking loudly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin finished without naming Brenda.<\/p>\n
Polite hostility.<\/p>\n
Perhaps more exhausting than open attack.<\/p>\n
Then Brenda stepped to the podium.<\/p>\n
For one second, I saw the girl from prom.<\/p>\n
Not cruel.<\/p>\n
Afraid.<\/p>\n
Afraid the joke would fail.<\/p>\n
Afraid the room would turn.<\/p>\n
She adjusted the microphone.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father created this scholarship thirty-eight years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe believed strongly in work.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was generous.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe also believed strongly in status.\u201d<\/p>\n
Less generous.<\/p>\n
The room shifted.<\/p>\n
Martin\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
Brenda continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spent much of my life believing those were the same thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward the scholarship recipients.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey are not.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat very still.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father admired people who succeeded. He was less skilled at recognizing people whose work happened before anybody called it success.\u201d<\/p>\n
No theatrics.<\/p>\n
No confession.<\/p>\n
Just fact.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis year, we changed the criteria because the old criteria repeatedly favored applicants whose families already had proximity to management, visibility, and recommendation networks.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin looked toward the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe were rewarding opportunity partly for having already existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
David whispered, \u201cThat\u2019s good.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda went on.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe new process is not easier.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice steadied.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt asks different questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then she did something I did not expect.<\/p>\n
She looked directly toward me.<\/p>\n
Briefly.<\/p>\n
Not enough for others to follow.<\/p>\n
Then back to the students.<\/p>\n
\u201cOne of those questions is what a person can make from what appears insufficient.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
Brenda said, \u201cSome of the most important work in a life begins there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Applause followed.<\/p>\n
Not thunderous.<\/p>\n
Real.<\/p>\n
She introduced the finalists.<\/p>\n
Six students.<\/p>\n
One worked evenings in a laundromat.<\/p>\n
His name was Marcus Hill.<\/p>\n
Seventeen.<\/p>\n
His mother worked night shifts as a nursing assistant.<\/p>\n
His father had been absent most of his life.<\/p>\n
He repaired discarded bicycles and gave them to neighborhood children.<\/p>\n
Another finalist cared for two younger siblings while maintaining strong grades.<\/p>\n
One worked on her family\u2019s farm before school.<\/p>\n
Another had created a tutoring group at a public library.<\/p>\n
The students were not stories designed to inspire adults.<\/p>\n
They were young people carrying complicated lives.<\/p>\n
I appreciated how little the ceremony romanticized them.<\/p>\n
Then Brenda announced the recipient.<\/p>\n
Marcus Hill.<\/p>\n
He looked stunned.<\/p>\n
His mother covered her face.<\/p>\n
Marcus walked toward the stage wearing a suit slightly too large in the shoulders.<\/p>\n
I felt something inside me move.<\/p>\n
Not because he worked at a laundromat.<\/p>\n
Because his first instinct after receiving the certificate was to look for his mother.<\/p>\n
He found her.<\/p>\n
Only then did he smile.<\/p>\n
Brenda shook his hand.<\/p>\n
Then she stepped away from the center of the photograph.<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
Afterward, families gathered in the lobby.<\/p>\n
David disappeared into conversation with someone from the alumni board.<\/p>\n
I found Brenda near the refreshment table.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou survived.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarely.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMartin behaved.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe has called me irresponsible in three emails.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly three?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPer week.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you are failing to provoke him efficiently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you hate it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe ceremony?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked relieved.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus deserved it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not for me to decide.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou sound confident.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI read every application.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Martin Cole approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cBrenda.\u201d<\/p>\n
His tone carried enough frost to preserve seafood.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartin.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha Caldwell?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve heard of your company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat happens.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled politely.<\/p>\n
Then returned to Brenda.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou made your point.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t aware this was a competition.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou publicly characterized Harold\u2019s scholarship as unfair.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I described its outcomes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are gentler ways.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt Brenda tense.<\/p>\n
Old reflex.<\/p>\n
Defend status.<\/p>\n
Avoid embarrassment.<\/p>\n
Then something changed.<\/p>\n
She did not smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cI tried gentle ways in the board meetings.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin glanced toward me as if I were an unwanted witness.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis should remain an internal matter.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda said, \u201cThe scholarship is public.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was your father\u2019s legacy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you seem determined to apologize for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was intended to hurt.<\/p>\n
It did.<\/p>\n
I saw it.<\/p>\n
Brenda\u2019s hand tightened around her water glass.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m determined not to continue him where I think he was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is easy to say now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brenda\u2019s voice remained calm.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt would be easier to leave everything unchanged and call that loyalty.\u201d<\/p>\n
Martin had no immediate answer.<\/p>\n
I almost admired him for not manufacturing one.<\/p>\n
He nodded stiffly and walked away.<\/p>\n
Brenda exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy hands are shaking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt feels weak.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
Then down at her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She let it shake.<\/p>\n
Did not hide it.<\/p>\n
Small rebellions sometimes looked ridiculous from outside.<\/p>\n
From inside, they could require everything.<\/p>\n
Marcus approached us with his mother.<\/p>\n
Brenda introduced us.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha Caldwell. Marcus Hill.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes widened.<\/p>\n
\u201cCaldwell?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know your company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems to be spreading.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI work at QuickSpin Laundry on Park.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe looked at buying it thirty years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
His mother laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cSmall world.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus said, \u201cMs. Vance told me you started at a laundromat.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Brenda.<\/p>\n
She lifted both hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you know when to stop?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question confused me.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBeing scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
I became very still.<\/p>\n
His mother looked embarrassed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. It\u2019s all right.\u201d<\/p>\n
He continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI read about the company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course he had.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe article said you expanded during a recession.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWeren\u2019t you afraid you\u2019d lose it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConstantly.\u201d<\/p>\n
He frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you weren\u2019t confident?\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you still did it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
There are questions adults ruin by answering too beautifully.<\/p>\n
I tried not to.<\/p>\n
\u201cI checked the numbers.\u201d<\/p>\n
He waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked people smarter than me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI decided fear was information, not instruction.\u201d<\/p>\n
He absorbed that.<\/p>\n
Then I added, \u201cSometimes fear is instruction. If a machine is smoking, leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
His mother laughed.<\/p>\n
Marcus did too.<\/p>\n
\u201cCongratulations,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward the certificate.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to study mechanical engineering.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe industrial systems.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter.\u201d<\/p>\n
His mother rolled her eyes.<\/p>\n
When they left, Brenda nudged me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou liked him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked useful questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou liked him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you for coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou manipulated me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI dislike that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the essay question was sentimental.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Martin is unbearable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward the display of old scholarship photographs.<\/p>\n
Harold Vance smiled from decades of framed pictures.<\/p>\n
His legacy remained.<\/p>\n
Not erased.<\/p>\n
Altered.<\/p>\n
That distinction had become important to me.<\/p>\n
\u201cBrenda.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did well.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression changed.<\/p>\n
Not dramatic.<\/p>\n
Just a small softening around the eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
On the drive home, David was quiet.<\/p>\n
Then he said, \u201cI want Caldwell to fund something.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEducation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe already do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInternally.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI mean outside.\u201d<\/p>\n
I became suspicious.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Marcus shouldn\u2019t have to accidentally meet a seventy-three-year-old founder at a ceremony to learn industrial work can lead somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
I considered that.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you proposing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy good?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause ideas should survive thinking before they survive budgets.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou are impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
At home, I removed my jacket and hung it carefully.<\/p>\n
The blue checked lining flashed.<\/p>\n
I touched it once.<\/p>\n
My mother had turned saved fabric into a dress.<\/p>\n
Brenda had turned a biased scholarship into something broader.<\/p>\n
David wanted to turn company resources outward.<\/p>\n
Different repairs.<\/p>\n
Same question.<\/p>\n
What could be made from what already existed?<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
A message from Brenda.<\/p>\n
A photograph.<\/p>\n
Marcus and his mother.<\/p>\n
Brenda stood at the edge.<\/p>\n
On the back wall behind them hung Harold\u2019s portrait.<\/p>\n
Old legacy.<\/p>\n
New recipient.<\/p>\n
No clean erasure.<\/p>\n
No perfect replacement.<\/p>\n
Just another layer.<\/p>\n
For once, that felt sufficient.<\/p>\n
Brenda mailed me the new scholarship criteria. She did not ask for approval. That pleased me. I read them at breakfast. Academic standing remained, but not class rank. Employment history … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18434,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18455","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-insightdrama"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18455","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=18455"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18455\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18505,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18455\/revisions\/18505"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18434"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18455"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18455"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18455"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}