Dario did not answer Nico\u2019s question.<\/p>\n
That silence did more damage than any explanation could have.<\/p>\n
Melissa stood several feet from her husband with the phone still raised in one hand. Her other hand had flattened against her stomach as if she were steadying herself. Nico looked from one parent to the other, waiting for someone to tell him he had misunderstood.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not what she thinks.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa gave a short, brittle laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spoke to the woman.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you let some stranger tell you whatever she wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew your middle name.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario looked toward the front door.<\/p>\n
Marcus noticed.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
\u201cSit down,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Dario turned toward me. \u201cYou don\u2019t order me around.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn my house, while we\u2019re discussing money taken from people using my name, I can ask you to stay long enough to answer a few questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t owe you answers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou may owe the police some.\u201d<\/p>\n
His expression hardened.<\/p>\n
Mom whispered, \u201cDario, just tell the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
He rounded on her. \u201cYou don\u2019t know anything about this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know my son\u2019s name was forged.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know what he told you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa stepped between them before Mom could respond.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
Barely.<\/p>\n
But everyone saw it.<\/p>\n
Melissa lowered the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s her name, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe answered the number attached to the transfer. She said, \u2018Dario told me not to worry, we leave Monday.\u2019 Then she asked why I was calling.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nico stared at his father.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario rubbed a hand across his mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cA friend.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa laughed again.<\/p>\n
This time there was no humor in it at all.<\/p>\n
\u201cA friend you bought a plane ticket for?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s more complicated than that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen simplify it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He glanced at me, Marcus, Elena, Mom.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is private.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s eyes widened. \u201cPrivate?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou forged my brother\u2019s name, took money from strangers, moved it into an account connected to another woman, and bought tickets for Monday. You lost the right to suddenly care about privacy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario took two steps toward her.<\/p>\n
Marcus moved at the same time.<\/p>\n
Dario stopped.<\/p>\n
For several seconds, the room held the kind of silence that makes every small sound distinct. The refrigerator hummed. Rainwater tapped from the gutter outside. Somewhere upstairs, a pipe clicked as the heating system came on.<\/p>\n
Finally Dario said, \u201cEvelyn was helping me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA business.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have a business.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was starting one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith twelve thousand dollars from people who thought they were renting Stephen\u2019s house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt wasn\u2019t supposed to stay like this.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned forward despite the pain in my ankle.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was supposed to happen?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario ignored me.<\/p>\n
Melissa did not.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer him.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at her as though she had betrayed him.<\/p>\n
That expression told me something important: he still expected Melissa to stand beside him.<\/p>\n
Even now.<\/p>\n
Even after the second ticket.<\/p>\n
Even after the transfer.<\/p>\n
Even after the lies.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had a plan,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo do what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMake enough money to pay everybody back.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus folded his arms.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of business?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cImports.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat were you importing?\u201d<\/p>\n
No answer.<\/p>\n
Melissa looked at the banking screen again.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis transfer was for eight thousand four hundred dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom which account?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOurs.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have a joint account?\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe opened it after we got married.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much was in it yesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know exactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than eight thousand?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
For eight months, she had told me they had almost nothing.<\/p>\n
She noticed my expression.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat money wasn\u2019t there before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere did it come from?\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at Dario.<\/p>\n
He said, \u201cDon\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom the deposits.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went quiet again.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Dario stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cStop talking, Melissa.\u201d<\/p>\n
She ignored him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew about Lena\u2019s payment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Andrew\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her hesitation answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many others?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said I don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know they were taking deposits on the entire house?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom inhaled sharply.<\/p>\n
Nico lowered his head.<\/p>\n
I felt something colder than anger settle through me.<\/p>\n
Until that moment, part of me had still treated Melissa as someone dragged along by Dario.<\/p>\n
Complicit, yes.<\/p>\n
Weak, certainly.<\/p>\n
But perhaps not fully aware of how far things had gone.<\/p>\n
That hope disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Her mouth trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought it was temporary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew strangers believed they were moving into my home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDario said we\u2019d replace the money before anyone actually moved.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he had an investment.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario muttered something under his breath.<\/p>\n
Melissa turned on him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me Evelyn had a company.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe does.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me the money would double.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus closed his eyes briefly.<\/p>\n
I looked at Dario.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat investment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou wouldn\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTry me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smirked.<\/p>\n
That smirk almost made the entire room feel absurd.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy partner had access to inventory. Electronics. Wholesale. We\u2019d put money in, move the merchandise, and make enough to cover everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour partner being Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
He hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cOut of state.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFlorida.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told me she was in Nevada.\u201d<\/p>\n
His head snapped toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty minutes ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time, real uncertainty entered his face.<\/p>\n
Melissa saw it too.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said you were meeting her there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s traveling.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said you already rented an apartment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not true.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knew the airline.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario reached for his phone.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
His pockets.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered the overnight bag.<\/p>\n
His phone was probably inside it.<\/p>\n
Nico noticed at the same time.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy were there passports in your bag?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa went still.<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s face drained.<\/p>\n
Mom whispered, \u201cPassports?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nico swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI saw them when Dad packed. His and mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYours?\u201d<\/p>\n
Nico nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cMine wasn\u2019t there.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer hit Melissa harder than anything Evelyn could have said.<\/p>\n
Her knees seemed to lose strength. She sat in the nearest chair.<\/p>\n
Dario moved toward Nico.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy were you going through my bag?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t. You told me to put my charger in it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had no business\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou packed my passport?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario stopped.<\/p>\n
The boy\u2019s voice had changed.<\/p>\n
Until that moment Nico had sounded frightened.<\/p>\n
Now he sounded angry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you taking me somewhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario exhaled slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was protecting you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis mess.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou made the mess.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario stared at him.<\/p>\n
Nico flinched but did not step back.<\/p>\n
I could see exactly how much courage that cost him.<\/p>\n
Melissa covered her mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were taking him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou bought two tickets.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe hadn\u2019t decided anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou packed two passports.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause documents are safer with me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn a motel?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
Melissa rose.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere were you taking my son?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOur son.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWithout me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said nothing was decided.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou bought tickets.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were refundable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
He refused.<\/p>\n
Nico looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we check the bag?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario lunged for it.<\/p>\n
Marcus moved faster.<\/p>\n
He stepped between Dario and the bag without touching him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s voice sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cMove.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus held his ground.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe bag is in Stephen\u2019s house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make it his.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus glanced at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo nobody opens it unless its owner agrees.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone looked at Dario.<\/p>\n
He picked up the bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen we\u2019re leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa grabbed the strap.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He jerked it away.<\/p>\n
She stumbled.<\/p>\n
Nico shouted.<\/p>\n
Marcus caught Melissa\u2019s arm before she fell.<\/p>\n
Everything happened at once.<\/p>\n
Mom screamed Dario\u2019s name.<\/p>\n
Elena pulled Nico backward.<\/p>\n
I reached instinctively for my crutches, pain stabbing through my ankle.<\/p>\n
Dario froze.<\/p>\n
No one spoke.<\/p>\n
Melissa stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou almost knocked me down.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou grabbed my bag.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were taking Nico.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was not.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked toward me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCall the officer back.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s posture changed immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re really doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were leaving me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what you think?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think I wasn\u2019t on the ticket.\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed harshly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe because you\u2019ve done nothing but complain for eight months.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa recoiled.<\/p>\n
Dario continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been trying to fix our lives while you sit here begging your brother for groceries.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked as if he had slapped her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me we had to stay because you had no work.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI had plans.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me Stephen was selfish every time he asked about money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe is.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost responded.<\/p>\n
Then I realized I no longer needed to defend myself.<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s accusations were becoming background noise.<\/p>\n
Evidence mattered now.<\/p>\n
I called the officer\u2019s number from the card I had been given and left a message explaining there had been a new development involving money transfers and travel plans.<\/p>\n
Dario watched me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re going to regret turning this into a criminal thing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt became criminal when somebody signed my name.\u201d<\/p>\n
He pointed at Melissa.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk her who signed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cDario.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGo on.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room changed.<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s face went white.<\/p>\n
I lowered my phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does he mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario smiled.<\/p>\n
It was the first time he had looked confident since Evelyn\u2019s name surfaced.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell your brother whose hand was holding the pen the first time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mom whispered, \u201cMelissa?\u201d<\/p>\n
She began crying.<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
I was done rescuing people from their own silence.<\/p>\n
Finally she said, \u201cHe showed me how to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words were almost inaudible.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nico closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
Melissa looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe first lease.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room seemed to tilt.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich first lease?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe one in the blue folder.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou signed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came as a whisper.<\/p>\n
The false document I had blamed on Dario.<\/p>\n
The three-year lease.<\/p>\n
The receipt claiming eighteen thousand dollars.<\/p>\n
My sister had forged my name.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it was just protection,\u201d she continued quickly. \u201cIf you suddenly told us to leave, we\u2019d have something proving we were supposed to be there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew I never agreed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd later you used it to justify taking tenants.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said once we had a lease, subletting looked legitimate.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
The woman in front of me looked nothing like the sister who used to sit cross-legged on my bedroom floor when we were children, stealing my cassette tapes and asking me to help with math.<\/p>\n
And yet she was exactly the same person.<\/p>\n
That was the unbearable part.<\/p>\n
People didn\u2019t become strangers because you learned something terrible about them.<\/p>\n
You simply discovered parts of them you had never seen.<\/p>\n
Dario picked up his bag again.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow you know. She signed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you did it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou practiced his signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor later documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat later documents?\u201d<\/p>\n
He realized his mistake.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe house lease to Andrew?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Dario said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cLena\u2019s agreement?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Melissa stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many did you sign?\u201d<\/p>\n
He backed toward the door.<\/p>\n
Marcus did not block him this time.<\/p>\n
He opened it.<\/p>\n
\u201cLeave.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario looked surprised.<\/p>\n
Marcus nodded toward the driveway.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou want out? Go.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nico spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m staying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m staying with Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa looked at her son.<\/p>\n
Nico corrected himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m staying here tonight if Uncle Stephen says okay.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t get to decide where my son stays.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cBut Nico is sixteen, Melissa is here, and if you want to argue about custody arrangements tonight, you can do it somewhere other than my hallway.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario stared at Melissa.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re coming.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo that\u2019s it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor tonight, yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He picked up the bag.<\/p>\n
At the doorway, Nico said, \u201cMy passport.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario did not turn around.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy passport is in that bag.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario stepped outside.<\/p>\n
Marcus followed him onto the porch.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d Dario snapped.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaking sure you leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
The front door closed.<\/p>\n
We watched through the window as he crossed the driveway.<\/p>\n
He reached his car.<\/p>\n
Stopped.<\/p>\n
Then opened the overnight bag on the hood.<\/p>\n
For one hopeful second, I thought he was taking out Nico\u2019s passport.<\/p>\n
Instead he removed a thick white envelope.<\/p>\n
He stuffed it beneath his jacket.<\/p>\n
Marcus noticed.<\/p>\n
So did Melissa.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was that?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
Nico\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve seen it before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn your office.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere in the office?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad took it from behind the filing cabinet.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked down the hallway.<\/p>\n
The cabinet sat against the wall.<\/p>\n
There should have been nothing behind it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was in the envelope?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, Dario climbed into his car.<\/p>\n
I grabbed my phone.<\/p>\n
Before I could call anyone, headlights swept across the living-room wall.<\/p>\n
Another car had pulled behind Dario, blocking the driveway.<\/p>\n
A woman stepped out.<\/p>\n
She was perhaps forty, wearing a long dark coat and carrying a folder beneath one arm.<\/p>\n
Dario froze.<\/p>\n
Melissa whispered, \u201cThat\u2019s her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman looked toward the house.<\/p>\n
Then directly at Dario.<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s voice dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the woman who came here last month asking whether Stephen was home.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered the day.<\/p>\n
Melissa had told me afterward that a salesperson had come to the door.<\/p>\n
The woman lifted the folder.<\/p>\n
Dario\u2019s shoulders sagged.<\/p>\n
Nico moved closer to the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa whispered, \u201cI think she\u2019s the person who gave Dario money before we ever rented the rooms.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dario did not answer Nico\u2019s question. That silence did more damage than any explanation could have. Melissa stood several feet from her husband with the phone still raised in one … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18637,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18642","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\/18642","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=18642"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18642\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18674,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18642\/revisions\/18674"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18637"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18642"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18642"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18642"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}