Sandra waited six weeks before replying to Daniel.<\/p>\n
She told me afterward.<\/p>\n
Not before.<\/p>\n
That itself mattered.<\/p>\n
No permission.<\/p>\n
No family vote.<\/p>\n
No strategy session around Arthur\u2019s table.<\/p>\n
Her decision.<\/p>\n
She wrote one page.<\/p>\n
She did not call him Dad.<\/p>\n
She addressed him:<\/p>\n
Daniel.<\/p>\n
She told him she had read his letter.<\/p>\n
She believed some of his apology.<\/p>\n
She did not know how much.<\/p>\n
She was not ready for visits.<\/p>\n
She would accept written correspondence if he agreed to one condition.<\/p>\n
No money.<\/p>\n
No legal arguments.<\/p>\n
No complaints about Arthur.<\/p>\n
No attempts to recruit her into his version of the past.<\/p>\n
If he wanted to write about himself honestly, she would read.<\/p>\n
If he wanted to persuade, she would stop.<\/p>\n
Daniel answered two weeks later.<\/p>\n
Agreed.<\/p>\n
Sandra expected manipulation hidden beneath politeness.<\/p>\n
Instead, his second letter described his childhood.<\/p>\n
That surprised her.<\/p>\n
Daniel grew up with a father who traveled and a mother who treated financial insecurity as humiliation.<\/p>\n
He learned early that money changed tone.<\/p>\n
People listened differently when you had it.<\/p>\n
He wrote:<\/p>\n
I spent most of my adult life pretending money bought freedom when mostly it bought me ways to avoid admitting fear.<\/p>\n
Sandra brought the letter to my house.<\/p>\n
\u201cSounds familiar.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes that make you sympathize?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes that scare you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I don\u2019t want sympathy to become permission.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur would have approved.<\/p>\n
I said, \u201cIt doesn\u2019t have to.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s next letter included something harder.<\/p>\n
He asked for a photograph of Emily and Jacob.<\/p>\n
Sandra said no.<\/p>\n
No explanation.<\/p>\n
Daniel accepted.<\/p>\n
Then came the request that reopened the entire emotional question.<\/p>\n
He asked Sandra to visit.<\/p>\n
Not immediately.<\/p>\n
When she was ready.<\/p>\n
He wrote that he wanted to see her once without lawyers, police, inheritance or Arthur between them.<\/p>\n
Sandra laughed when she read that line.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur will always be between us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She folded the letter.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know whether that\u2019s fair to Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does fair mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s my biological father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a fact.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s in prison partly because of things connected to trying to reach me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s interpretation.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood distinction.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel had not gone to prison for wanting Sandra.<\/p>\n
He went to prison for fraud, drugging Claire and related conduct.<\/p>\n
Desire did not erase method.<\/p>\n
Sandra understood.<\/p>\n
Still, the request sat with her.<\/p>\n
Roy hated it.<\/p>\n
At least initially.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t owe him a visit.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe drugged Aunt Claire.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe tried to use your paternity against Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe manipulated me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI definitely know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy paced the workshop.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why are we talking about this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I might want to go.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo see who he is when he can\u2019t get anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
That silenced Roy.<\/p>\n
No estate.<\/p>\n
No insurance.<\/p>\n
No secret leverage.<\/p>\n
No access to money.<\/p>\n
Daniel in prison had very little power.<\/p>\n
Maybe that was the only setting where Sandra could separate the man from the schemes.<\/p>\n
Roy still disliked it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to come.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt least wait outside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t be alone with him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s a prison visitation room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not the point.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is?\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy opened his mouth.<\/p>\n
Closed it.<\/p>\n
Control.<\/p>\n
He saw it.<\/p>\n
Sandra saw him see it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn Dad,\u201d he muttered.<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrequently.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t like it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAllowed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think it could hurt you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAllowed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI also know it\u2019s your choice.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Roy added, \u201cI\u2019m still checking my phone every fifteen minutes that day.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAlso allowed.\u201d<\/p>\n
The visit was scheduled for a Thursday.<\/p>\n
Sandra drove herself.<\/p>\n
She wore jeans and a blue blouse.<\/p>\n
No armor.<\/p>\n
No special preparation.<\/p>\n
At security, she almost turned around.<\/p>\n
Not from fear.<\/p>\n
From absurdity.<\/p>\n
She was voluntarily entering a prison to meet the biological father she had unknowingly spent her entire life connected to through other people\u2019s choices.<\/p>\n
Then she remembered Arthur\u2019s letter.<\/p>\n
Live without needing my permission.<\/p>\n
She entered.<\/p>\n
Daniel looked smaller in prison clothing.<\/p>\n
Not physically.<\/p>\n
Context shrank him.<\/p>\n
No suit.<\/p>\n
No private bank records.<\/p>\n
No carefully timed documents.<\/p>\n
Just a man at a table.<\/p>\n
He stood when she approached.<\/p>\n
Then seemed unsure whether that was appropriate.<\/p>\n
Sandra sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel sat too.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo.\u201d<\/p>\n
For nearly a minute, neither spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou still look like Margaret.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we not start there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n
He folded his hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was different too.<\/p>\n
No defense.<\/p>\n
No rhetorical counterattack.<\/p>\n
Sandra asked about prison.<\/p>\n
He answered.<\/p>\n
Routine.<\/p>\n
Noise.<\/p>\n
Bad coffee.<\/p>\n
Reading.<\/p>\n
Court-mandated treatment sessions.<\/p>\n
He hated group therapy.<\/p>\n
That almost made her laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToo much honesty from strangers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSounds terrible.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
Then became serious.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m glad you came.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI might not come again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
He did seem to know.<\/p>\n
Sandra asked why he had never approached her after the five-year agreement expired.<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s answer remained complicated.<\/p>\n
Fear of Arthur\u2019s files.<\/p>\n
Fear of rejection.<\/p>\n
Margaret\u2019s old objections.<\/p>\n
Money.<\/p>\n
Shame.<\/p>\n
He admitted each had mattered.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
\u201cI also liked imagining you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReal people disappoint fantasy.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was painfully honest.<\/p>\n
Daniel had constructed a daughter who would understand him instantly.<\/p>\n
Forgive him.<\/p>\n
Recognize biology as destiny.<\/p>\n
When Arthur delayed disclosure, Daniel could preserve that fantasy.<\/p>\n
Actual Sandra might reject him.<\/p>\n
So he waited.<\/p>\n
Then financial pressure converted longing into entitlement.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou wanted me to rescue you too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer hurt.<\/p>\n
Because it resembled Roy.<\/p>\n
Because it resembled Claire.<\/p>\n
Because it resembled half the adults Arthur had tried to protect from themselves.<\/p>\n
Sandra asked whether Daniel loved Margaret.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than money?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the wrong question.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I used money when I was afraid of losing people.\u201d<\/p>\n
He paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think sometimes I loved her and still treated her badly.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was probably true.<\/p>\n
Sandra understood that too.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you love me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel closed his eyes briefly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI loved an idea of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s more honest than before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m trying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy now?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked around the visitation room.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot many places left to hide.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Maybe prison forced truth.<\/p>\n
Maybe consequences did.<\/p>\n
Maybe he was still performing.<\/p>\n
Sandra did not have to decide immediately.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel asked the question Arthur had never answered for him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did he keep you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen he suspected I was your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t keep me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel flinched.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not what I meant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen say what you mean.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Arthur stay your father?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra sat back.<\/p>\n
The question angered her.<\/p>\n
Then she realized Daniel genuinely did not understand.<\/p>\n
He had spent decades treating biology as a claim.<\/p>\n
Arthur had treated parenting as action.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was his daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel shook his head slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s circular.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was already there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had fed me. Stayed awake when I was sick. Taught me to ride a bike. Gone to school meetings. Gotten angry at me. Loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cBy the time the biological question mattered, the relationship already existed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo blood didn\u2019t matter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt mattered.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt mattered enough to hurt people when hidden.\u201d<\/p>\n
She paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut it didn\u2019t replace history.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI could never compete with that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra understood.<\/p>\n
Maybe that was what he had been trying to do all along.<\/p>\n
Compete with Arthur retroactively.<\/p>\n
Win fatherhood by proving biology.<\/p>\n
Acquire through money what time had already given someone else.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou weren\u2019t supposed to compete.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could have been something different.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence hurt both of them.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
She was honest.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe biological father. Maybe Daniel. Maybe someone I wrote to twice a year.\u201d<\/p>\n
His mouth trembled.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you kept demanding the title that belonged to the man who raised me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel nodded slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra was not sure he did.<\/p>\n
But he was listening.<\/p>\n
That was enough for one day.<\/p>\n
Before leaving, Daniel asked one favor.<\/p>\n
Not money.<\/p>\n
Not photographs.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you tell me something about her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething ordinary.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra thought.<\/p>\n
Then smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe hated bananas.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said the smell stayed on dishes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s ridiculous.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe used to eat banana bread.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly if she didn\u2019t know it was banana.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel laughed harder.<\/p>\n
Sandra watched him.<\/p>\n
This was the first time she had seen him laugh without calculation.<\/p>\n
Or maybe she only imagined that.<\/p>\n
Either way, it was a human moment.<\/p>\n
Small enough not to require interpretation.<\/p>\n
Then Daniel told her something ordinary too.<\/p>\n
Margaret snored.<\/p>\n
Sandra stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTerribly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe denied that her whole life.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe lied.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra laughed.<\/p>\n
They shared one memory of a woman who was dead.<\/p>\n
That did not make him father.<\/p>\n
It made him someone who had known her.<\/p>\n
Different.<\/p>\n
Useful.<\/p>\n
When Sandra returned home, Roy was waiting at my kitchen table.<\/p>\n
He stood the second she entered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cComplicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he ask for money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPhotos?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he manipulate you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably some.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t sound comforting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t have to.\u201d<\/p>\n
She sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cI might go again.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy opened his mouth.<\/p>\n
Then closed it.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re improving.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate that phrase.\u201d<\/p>\n
I poured coffee.<\/p>\n
She told us about the question.<\/p>\n
Why did Arthur remain her father?<\/p>\n
Roy listened.<\/p>\n
Then said quietly, \u201cBecause Dad was stubborn.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cPartly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I added, \u201cAnd because loving a child is not a contract that expires when genetics become inconvenient.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s basically what I told him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy stared into his coffee.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wonder if Dad knew how lucky he was.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWith what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUs.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter everything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cEspecially after everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood.<\/p>\n
Arthur spent years fearing his children would become the worst versions of themselves.<\/p>\n
Sometimes they did.<\/p>\n
But fear had made him underestimate their capacity to change too.<\/p>\n
That was another kind of control.<\/p>\n
Predicting people so thoroughly you stop allowing them surprise.<\/p>\n
Maybe Arthur would have learned that if he had lived longer.<\/p>\n
Or maybe he knew.<\/p>\n
His envelopes had not fixed anyone.<\/p>\n
They created chances.<\/p>\n
We still chose.<\/p>\n
Two days later, Roy brought news.<\/p>\n
The foundation offered him full-time work.<\/p>\n
Director of operations.<\/p>\n
He looked alarmed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds executive,\u201d Sandra said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you going to take it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
He ignored me.<\/p>\n
The job paid far less than his old company once did.<\/p>\n
It also offered sane hours.<\/p>\n
No ownership risk.<\/p>\n
No prestige in the circles Roy once cared about.<\/p>\n
He wanted it.<\/p>\n
That scared him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I take it, people are going to say I failed in business and ended up working for Dad\u2019s charity.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sandra stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich people?\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy froze.<\/p>\n
There it was again.<\/p>\n
Audience.<\/p>\n
Imagined judgment.<\/p>\n
He laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re easy now,\u201d Sandra said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI hate both of you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He accepted two days later.<\/p>\n
No announcement.<\/p>\n
No LinkedIn essay.<\/p>\n
No redemption story.<\/p>\n
He simply went to work.<\/p>\n
One month later, he completed the final repayment amount required under Arthur\u2019s restitution plan.<\/p>\n
The charity deposited it.<\/p>\n
Mr. Katz sent confirmation.<\/p>\n
Roy brought the letter to Arthur\u2019s grave.<\/p>\n
He went alone.<\/p>\n
Later he told me what he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI paid it back.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then after a while:<\/p>\n
\u201cNot everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Money could be repaid.<\/p>\n
Time.<\/p>\n
Fear.<\/p>\n
The pills Arthur needed.<\/p>\n
Those were different debts.<\/p>\n
Roy understood.<\/p>\n
He stood beside the grave and said:<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then left.<\/p>\n
That evening, he called me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think Dad forgave me?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question was dangerous.<\/p>\n
Because I wanted to comfort him.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s habit.<\/p>\n
My old habit.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou had his letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did it sound like to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Roy thought.<\/p>\n
\u201cLike he was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd still loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat might be enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
It had to be.<\/p>\n
The dead cannot keep answering forever.<\/p>\n
Sandra waited six weeks before replying to Daniel. She told me afterward. Not before. That itself mattered. No permission. No family vote. No strategy session around Arthur\u2019s table. Her decision. … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":18954,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18995","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\/18995","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=18995"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18995\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19038,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18995\/revisions\/19038"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/18954"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=18995"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=18995"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=18995"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}