Frank came home on a Saturday.<\/p>\n
He brought three boxes.<\/p>\n
That was all.<\/p>\n
I stood in the hallway and stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is the rest of your stuff?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApartment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou own more than three boxes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
He caught himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand that I own more than three boxes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can bring your clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t want to assume closet space.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrank.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lived here for nineteen years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot helping.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
By evening his shirts hung beside mine again.<\/p>\n
Not all.<\/p>\n
Enough.<\/p>\n
His shoes returned to the hall closet.<\/p>\n
His razor returned to the bathroom.<\/p>\n
The recliner stopped looking abandoned.<\/p>\n
Ordinary objects became markers of negotiated trust.<\/p>\n
We did not celebrate.<\/p>\n
No champagne.<\/p>\n
No family announcement.<\/p>\n
I texted Sarah.<\/p>\n
FRANK MOVED BACK.<\/p>\n
She replied:<\/p>\n
FOR REAL OR FAMILY-REAL?<\/p>\n
I wrote:<\/p>\n
FOR REAL.<\/p>\n
She sent a laughing face.<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
PROUD OF YOU BOTH. ALSO TERRIFIED.<\/p>\n
Fair.<\/p>\n
Diane found out two days later because she stopped by and saw Frank\u2019s truck at seven in the morning.<\/p>\n
She knocked.<\/p>\n
I opened wearing a robe.<\/p>\n
She looked over my shoulder.<\/p>\n
Frank appeared carrying coffee.<\/p>\n
Diane smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not make it weird.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would never.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank laughed.<\/p>\n
She stayed for breakfast.<\/p>\n
Then asked whether we had heard from Aaron.<\/p>\n
We hadn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Her question had a reason.<\/p>\n
A probate court hearing had been scheduled concerning Frank\u2019s original estate documents.<\/p>\n
Because Frank\u2019s death certificate had been voided, most provisions disappeared automatically.<\/p>\n
But one issue remained.<\/p>\n
The behavioral inheritance clause.<\/p>\n
The one reducing Diane and Ross to ten thousand dollars if they treated me badly after Frank\u2019s death.<\/p>\n
Legally meaningless now.<\/p>\n
Emotionally radioactive.<\/p>\n
Aaron believed Frank should formally revoke it.<\/p>\n
Frank had not decided.<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face fell.<\/p>\n
\u201cYesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened yesterday?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAaron emailed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to think before bringing it up.\u201d<\/p>\n
There.<\/p>\n
Not secrecy exactly.<\/p>\n
Old instinct.<\/p>\n
He saw it too.<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have told you first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Diane looked uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
This involved her.<\/p>\n
Frank took out his phone.<\/p>\n
The email was exactly as described.<\/p>\n
Aaron recommended revocation because keeping the clause in future estate documents could create resentment and litigation.<\/p>\n
Frank looked at Diane.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
She surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want you deciding today.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I don\u2019t want to answer while money is in the room.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded like growth.<\/p>\n
She asked whether Ross knew.<\/p>\n
He did.<\/p>\n
He had requested a family meeting.<\/p>\n
Sunday.<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
Our Sunday five-o\u2019clock call had once lasted eleven minutes.<\/p>\n
Now the entire family needed conferences.<\/p>\n
Sunday arrived.<\/p>\n
Ross brought no tape measure.<\/p>\n
I noticed.<\/p>\n
He noticed me noticing.<\/p>\n
\u201cTherapy says humor can reinforce shame.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour therapist sounds exhausting.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery.\u201d<\/p>\n
We sat in the living room.<\/p>\n
Frank in the recliner.<\/p>\n
Me on the sofa.<\/p>\n
Diane near the window.<\/p>\n
Ross opposite.<\/p>\n
Aaron joined by video.<\/p>\n
He explained the legal issue.<\/p>\n
Frank could create a new estate plan.<\/p>\n
No behavioral test.<\/p>\n
Equal inheritance.<\/p>\n
Unequal inheritance.<\/p>\n
No inheritance.<\/p>\n
Charity.<\/p>\n
Whatever he chose.<\/p>\n
Frank looked at Diane and Ross.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you expect?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ross answered first.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds performative.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ross sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay. I expect something because you\u2019re my father and I grew up expecting inheritance.\u201d<\/p>\n
Honest.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I don\u2019t want to know how much.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank looked at Diane.<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cSame.\u201d<\/p>\n
I asked, \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Diane looked at the empty space on the mantel where the funeral labels had once sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause knowing made us ugly before anything even happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ross added, \u201cI turned furniture into advance payment on grief.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was painfully accurate.<\/p>\n
Frank sat quietly.<\/p>\n
Then said, \u201cI built some of that.\u201d<\/p>\n
They looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI used money instead of difficult conversations.\u201d<\/p>\n
Diane frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat conversations?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you were angry after the divorce.\u201d<\/p>\n
He meant Frank and Margaret\u2019s divorce.<\/p>\n
\u201cI bought you things.\u201d<\/p>\n
Diane looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Ross dropped out of college, I paid his debts instead of asking why.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ross rubbed his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you both treated Eileen badly, I compensated privately instead of confronting it publicly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Frank.<\/p>\n
That one mattered.<\/p>\n
He had seen.<\/p>\n
More than he admitted.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought keeping peace was kindness.\u201d<\/p>\n
Diane whispered, \u201cIt wasn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank said he wanted a new plan based not on punishment but clarity.<\/p>\n
He would provide specific gifts while alive when appropriate.<\/p>\n
Emergency help discussed openly.<\/p>\n
No secret loans.<\/p>\n
No using money to buy closeness.<\/p>\n
After death, whatever remained would be divided among Diane, Ross, Sarah, and selected charities.<\/p>\n
Sarah was not legally his child.<\/p>\n
But nineteen years had made relationships that paperwork never captured.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou included Sarah?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s family.\u201d<\/p>\n
Simple.<\/p>\n
No bloodline mythology.<\/p>\n
Just choice.<\/p>\n
Diane smiled.<\/p>\n
Ross nodded.<\/p>\n
Neither objected.<\/p>\n
Then Frank said something else.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe house goes to Eileen entirely.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ross laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cObviously.\u201d<\/p>\n
A month after the funeral, that word had become possible.<\/p>\n
Obviously.<\/p>\n
Not Dad\u2019s house.<\/p>\n
Not inheritance property.<\/p>\n
Mine.<\/p>\n
Ours while married.<\/p>\n
Mine if he died.<\/p>\n
No debate.<\/p>\n
Diane said, \u201cCan I ask for one thing?\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank stiffened slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe chair.\u201d<\/p>\n
Everyone froze.<\/p>\n
Then she smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot now.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you\u2019re actually dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank pointed at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMorbid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve earned some clarity.\u201d<\/p>\n
She said she wanted the recliner someday because it reminded her of the night she failed to come when he called.<\/p>\n
Not as punishment.<\/p>\n
As reminder.<\/p>\n
Frank looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour call.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe chair is yours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor now.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at Diane.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen yes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She cried.<\/p>\n
Ross cleared his throat.<\/p>\n
\u201cI would like the television.\u201d<\/p>\n
We all stared.<\/p>\n
Then he laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m kidding.\u201d<\/p>\n
Even Aaron laughed through the computer.<\/p>\n
The new estate plan took three weeks.<\/p>\n
No secret clauses.<\/p>\n
No red-coat provisions.<\/p>\n
No seventy-two-hour tests.<\/p>\n
No hidden legacy entities.<\/p>\n
Aaron insisted on plain language.<\/p>\n
So did I.<\/p>\n
When Frank signed, he handed me the document immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can read it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI will.\u201d<\/p>\n
No offense taken.<\/p>\n
That was new too.<\/p>\n
January arrived.<\/p>\n
Federal prosecutors announced coordinated indictments across three states.<\/p>\n
Names from Thomas\u2019s ledger became public.<\/p>\n
Some charges involved crimes committed decades ago.<\/p>\n
Others recent.<\/p>\n
Several defendants were dead.<\/p>\n
Their companies were not.<\/p>\n
Asset proceedings continued.<\/p>\n
Crescent Community Preservation Society was formally dissolved.<\/p>\n
Helen House was reorganized as an independent restitution foundation with no family control.<\/p>\n
Professional board.<\/p>\n
Victim representatives.<\/p>\n
Public audits.<\/p>\n
Term limits.<\/p>\n
No hereditary authority.<\/p>\n
Mom cried when Lena told her.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what it was supposed to be.\u201d<\/p>\n
She agreed to serve as historical advisor for six months.<\/p>\n
Then no more.<\/p>\n
\u201cI already gave it one life,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Howard volunteered in records instead.<\/p>\n
They had begun seeing each other regularly.<\/p>\n
Still separate homes.<\/p>\n
One evening Mom told me Howard asked whether she wanted to marry him again.<\/p>\n
I almost choked.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPoor Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI also said ask me next year.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople our age should not rush.\u201d<\/p>\n
Fair.<\/p>\n
Sarah laughed for ten minutes when she heard.<\/p>\n
Eleanor wrote me a letter.<\/p>\n
Not hidden.<\/p>\n
Mailed normally.<\/p>\n
Stamp.<\/p>\n
Return address.<\/p>\n
Progress.<\/p>\n
She apologized specifically for destroying Mom\u2019s 2015 message.<\/p>\n
She wrote that she had confused secrecy with loyalty for so long that destroying evidence felt like love.<\/p>\n
She did not ask me to forgive her.<\/p>\n
I wrote back.<\/p>\n
One page.<\/p>\n
I told her I was glad she survived.<\/p>\n
I told her I was angry.<\/p>\n
I told her both were true.<\/p>\n
She responded:<\/p>\n
That is more than I deserve and less than I hope for.<\/p>\n
We began corresponding.<\/p>\n
Slow.<\/p>\n
Jonathan was sentenced to four years, reduced partly for cooperation.<\/p>\n
He accepted the sentence.<\/p>\n
At sentencing he read Peter\u2019s letter aloud.<\/p>\n
Not theatrically.<\/p>\n
He stopped twice.<\/p>\n
Afterward, Frank stood outside the courthouse.<\/p>\n
Jonathan was led past in custody.<\/p>\n
Their eyes met.<\/p>\n
Jonathan said, \u201cHe would\u2019ve liked you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank looked startled.<\/p>\n
\u201cPeter?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
No friendship.<\/p>\n
No absolution.<\/p>\n
Just something human leaving the building before the prison van did.<\/p>\n
Pastor Dave received a shorter sentence than expected.<\/p>\n
Home confinement followed by probation.<\/p>\n
His church did not reinstate him.<\/p>\n
He started volunteering with a legal aid group after release.<\/p>\n
Not as clergy.<\/p>\n
Mostly filing documents.<\/p>\n
He told Frank, \u201cPaperwork seems safer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank replied, \u201cDebatable.\u201d<\/p>\n
Gregory\u2019s trial began in February.<\/p>\n
I testified.<\/p>\n
So did Frank.<\/p>\n
Sarah.<\/p>\n
Howard.<\/p>\n
Helena remotely from prison.<\/p>\n
Margaret.<\/p>\n
Claire.<\/p>\n
Joanna.<\/p>\n
Aaron.<\/p>\n
Lena built the case slowly.<\/p>\n
Not around one villainous act.<\/p>\n
Around patterns.<\/p>\n
Property coercion.<\/p>\n
False documents.<\/p>\n
Identity manipulation.<\/p>\n
Threats.<\/p>\n
Kidnappings.<\/p>\n
Asset concealment.<\/p>\n
The jury deliberated four days.<\/p>\n
Guilty on most counts.<\/p>\n
Not all.<\/p>\n
Reality again refused theatrical perfection.<\/p>\n
Gregory faced decades.<\/p>\n
When the verdict was read, he looked at me.<\/p>\n
No hatred.<\/p>\n
Just disbelief.<\/p>\n
He had spent years thinking the network made him powerful.<\/p>\n
A jury of ordinary strangers reduced him to a defendant.<\/p>\n
That seemed fitting.<\/p>\n
Claire received a substantially reduced sentence for cooperation.<\/p>\n
Joanna attended.<\/p>\n
Afterward, she told me she had hugged her sister.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes that mean forgiveness?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy good?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I\u2019m tired of moments being forced to mean more than they do.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca ultimately pleaded guilty to conspiracy and falsifying court documents.<\/p>\n
Michael visited her.<\/p>\n
Not often.<\/p>\n
Enough.<\/p>\n
He and Frank developed an odd brotherhood.<\/p>\n
They spoke every Sunday.<\/p>\n
Not exactly at five.<\/p>\n
Not exactly eleven minutes.<\/p>\n
But regularly.<\/p>\n
Michael told Frank stories about Daniel.<\/p>\n
Frank sent him photographs of Helena from youth.<\/p>\n
They were reconstructing a father neither of them had fully shared.<\/p>\n
No money required.<\/p>\n
In March, Helena became ill.<\/p>\n
Nothing dramatic.<\/p>\n
Pneumonia.<\/p>\n
At her age, serious enough.<\/p>\n
Frank visited the prison medical unit.<\/p>\n
He invited me.<\/p>\n
I went.<\/p>\n
Helena looked smaller again.<\/p>\n
She held Frank\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cI may die in here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frank said nothing.<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t look so offended.\u201d<\/p>\n
He laughed sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI spent half my life thinking you were dead.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would prefer less practice.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake care of him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She raised an eyebrow.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe takes care of himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I looked at Frank.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd we take care of each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
Helena smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cBetter.\u201d<\/p>\n
She recovered.<\/p>\n
Of course she did.<\/p>\n
Nobody in that family knew when to leave.<\/p>\n
Spring came.<\/p>\n
The hydrangeas returned.<\/p>\n
I pruned them myself.<\/p>\n
Howard criticized my technique.<\/p>\n
Mom defended me.<\/p>\n
Then admitted he was right.<\/p>\n
I threatened to ban both from the garden.<\/p>\n
Frank installed a new latch on the shed.<\/p>\n
He asked first.<\/p>\n
We laughed about that too.<\/p>\n
Then, one April afternoon, Aaron arrived with the final probate order.<\/p>\n
Not urgent.<\/p>\n
No hidden clauses.<\/p>\n
Frank\u2019s staged death was legally erased from the records.<\/p>\n
His original death certificate void.<\/p>\n
Thomas Vale\u2019s burial corrected.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s hidden burial corrected.<\/p>\n
Howard\u2019s false death record amended.<\/p>\n
Helen\u2019s death certificate rescinded.<\/p>\n
The county clerk reportedly asked whether our family could stop creating paperwork.<\/p>\n
Fair request.<\/p>\n
Aaron placed one final form before me.<\/p>\n
My name.<\/p>\n
Eileen Harper Mercer.<\/p>\n
Marital status.<\/p>\n
Married.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
Frank looked nervous.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want that changed?\u201d<\/p>\n
The dissolution petition still existed in the walnut clock.<\/p>\n
Untouched.<\/p>\n
Available.<\/p>\n
My choice.<\/p>\n
I thought about twenty years.<\/p>\n
About harm.<\/p>\n
Change.<\/p>\n
Fear.<\/p>\n
Truth.<\/p>\n
Not whether love existed.<\/p>\n
It did.<\/p>\n
The harder question was whether trust had become strong enough to live beside it again.<\/p>\n
I signed the form.<\/p>\n
Married.<\/p>\n
Then looked at Frank.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot because we survived.\u201d<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause we changed what surviving means.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes filled.<\/p>\n
He kissed my forehead.<\/p>\n
Not like the corpse I kissed goodbye.<\/p>\n
Warm.<\/p>\n
Alive.<\/p>\n
Real.<\/p>\n
That night, the walnut clock stopped.<\/p>\n
I noticed at 9:14.<\/p>\n
Frank looked at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cBattery?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s mechanical.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n
He reached for it.<\/p>\n
I stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to check something first.\u201d<\/p>\n
The clock had held too many truths.<\/p>\n
Letters.<\/p>\n
Microfilm.<\/p>\n
A divorce petition.<\/p>\n
Frank\u2019s apology.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s shadows.<\/p>\n
I opened the bottom compartment.<\/p>\n
The dissolution papers were still there.<\/p>\n
So was Frank\u2019s letter.<\/p>\n
Nothing new.<\/p>\n
I took both out.<\/p>\n
Frank watched.<\/p>\n
I placed the divorce petition on the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnding something.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face went pale.<\/p>\n
I smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot the marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
He exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cCruel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEducational.\u201d<\/p>\n
I tore the petition in half.<\/p>\n
Then again.<\/p>\n
Not because divorce was unthinkable.<\/p>\n
Because I no longer needed the document as proof that I had a choice.<\/p>\n
The choice existed whether paper sat hidden in a clock or not.<\/p>\n
Frank understood.<\/p>\n
He did not cheer.<\/p>\n
Did not make it larger.<\/p>\n
He helped me throw the pieces away.<\/p>\n
Then he opened the clock mechanism.<\/p>\n
A tiny gear had slipped.<\/p>\n
Five minutes later, it ticked again.<\/p>\n
No secret compartment.<\/p>\n
No revelation.<\/p>\n
Just repair.<\/p>\n
I listened.<\/p>\n
Tick.<\/p>\n
Pause.<\/p>\n
Tick.<\/p>\n
Time moving normally.<\/p>\n
At last.<\/p>\n
Frank came home on a Saturday. He brought three boxes. That was all. I stood in the hallway and stared. \u201cWhere is the rest of your stuff?\u201d \u201cApartment.\u201d \u201cYou own … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":19843,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19877","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\/19877","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=19877"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19877\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19912,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19877\/revisions\/19912"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/19843"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=19877"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=19877"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=19877"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}