Thomas called the police.<\/p>\n
This time I did not argue.<\/p>\n
Two officers arrived within fifteen minutes, followed by another patrol car after Thomas explained the financial history and possible attempted entry.<\/p>\n
The footprints were fresh.<\/p>\n
Overnight, according to the officer who examined them.<\/p>\n
They crossed from the alley, climbed over the rear fence, and led directly to the study window.<\/p>\n
There were no prints leading away.<\/p>\n
That frightened me more.<\/p>\n
"How can there be no return prints?" I asked.<\/p>\n
The officer pointed toward the flagstone path.<\/p>\n
"They may have exited that way after the snow stopped."<\/p>\n
"So someone came during the snowfall and left after it ended?"<\/p>\n
"Possible."<\/p>\n
"Did they get inside?"<\/p>\n
"We'll check."<\/p>\n
The study window was locked.<\/p>\n
No obvious damage.<\/p>\n
But on the outer frame, near the lower corner, fresh scratches marked the paint.<\/p>\n
Someone had tried.<\/p>\n
I stood behind the officers while they inspected every downstairs door and window.<\/p>\n
Evelyn remained beside me.<\/p>\n
Thomas spoke quietly with one officer, giving him copies of the anonymous messages and explaining the forged power of attorney.<\/p>\n
I kept thinking about Michael's words.<\/p>\n
Before Kane did.<\/p>\n
The threat was no longer merely financial.<\/p>\n
Someone had physically come to my home looking for whatever Richard had hidden.<\/p>\n
A red folder.<\/p>\n
The police advised me to stay elsewhere until we upgraded security and confirmed there had been no entry.<\/p>\n
I refused.<\/p>\n
"This is my home."<\/p>\n
The older officer nodded.<\/p>\n
"Then don't stay alone."<\/p>\n
"I'm staying," Evelyn said immediately.<\/p>\n
I turned to her.<\/p>\n
"You don't have to."<\/p>\n
"I know."<\/p>\n
That was the difference.<\/p>\n
She wasn't there from obligation.<\/p>\n
She had chosen to stay.<\/p>\n
After the police left, Thomas called a security company and arranged same-day installation of additional cameras.<\/p>\n
Then we returned to Richard's study.<\/p>\n
"Michael said Kane believed the red folder was here," Thomas said.<\/p>\n
"If Kane sent someone last night, he believes it too."<\/p>\n
"Then we should assume it's important."<\/p>\n
I looked at the empty compartment behind the photograph.<\/p>\n
"The black case was obvious once we found the panel."<\/p>\n
"Meaning?"<\/p>\n
"Richard knew Michael found it."<\/p>\n
Thomas frowned.<\/p>\n
"Explain."<\/p>\n
"The break-in happened two years after Richard died."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"So Richard couldn't move anything afterward."<\/p>\n
"Right."<\/p>\n
"But if he had hidden the red folder separately before he died, he must have expected someone might find the first hiding place."<\/p>\n
Thomas looked around the room.<\/p>\n
"A decoy."<\/p>\n
"Maybe."<\/p>\n
Evelyn stood near the bookcase.<\/p>\n
"What did Richard trust Maggie with that he didn't trust the children with?"<\/p>\n
I answered without thinking.<\/p>\n
"His habits."<\/p>\n
They both looked at me.<\/p>\n
"Richard hid things in patterns," I said. "Not clever mechanisms. Habits only I would understand."<\/p>\n
"Such as?"<\/p>\n
"He hated obvious safes. He said anything labeled private was an invitation."<\/p>\n
I thought of the notebook.<\/p>\n
Private.<\/p>\n
Maybe that had been meant to be found eventually.<\/p>\n
"He also hated putting important papers with financial papers."<\/p>\n
"Where did he put them?" Thomas asked.<\/p>\n
"Books."<\/p>\n
We had searched the books.<\/p>\n
But perhaps we had searched them like investigators.<\/p>\n
Not like his wife.<\/p>\n
I stood in front of the history shelves.<\/p>\n
Richard did not arrange books alphabetically.<\/p>\n
He arranged them according to what he called "arguments."<\/p>\n
Presidents with generals.<\/p>\n
Industrialists with reformers.<\/p>\n
Wars beside books about diplomacy.<\/p>\n
I used to complain because nobody else could find anything.<\/p>\n
Then I saw a book that did not belong.<\/p>\n
The Complete Garden Guide.<\/p>\n
Green cover.<\/p>\n
Thick.<\/p>\n
Between biographies of Theodore Roosevelt and Winston Churchill.<\/p>\n
I laughed softly.<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
Thomas stepped closer.<\/p>\n
"Richard hated gardening."<\/p>\n
I pulled the book free.<\/p>\n
It was lighter than it should have been.<\/p>\n
The pages had been hollowed out.<\/p>\n
Inside was a small key.<\/p>\n
Not a folder.<\/p>\n
Thomas took a photograph before I touched it.<\/p>\n
"Recognize it?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
Evelyn pointed toward the desk.<\/p>\n
"Locked drawer?"<\/p>\n
Richard's desk had no locked drawers.<\/p>\n
At least none I knew about.<\/p>\n
We searched again.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered Richard's old rolltop desk in the upstairs guest room.<\/p>\n
We had moved it there after renovating the study years ago.<\/p>\n
The key fit.<\/p>\n
Inside the narrow locked drawer was a red folder.<\/p>\n
My hands trembled.<\/p>\n
Thomas stopped me.<\/p>\n
"Before we open it, photographs."<\/p>\n
He documented where it was found.<\/p>\n
Then he lifted it out.<\/p>\n
The folder was sealed with two strips of old tape.<\/p>\n
On the front, Richard had written:<\/p>\n
For Margaret only.<\/p>\n
I sat on the guest-room bed.<\/p>\n
For a moment, I couldn't make myself open it.<\/p>\n
Evelyn sat beside me.<\/p>\n
Thomas stood quietly by the desk.<\/p>\n
Finally I broke the tape.<\/p>\n
The first page was a letter.<\/p>\n
Maggie,<\/p>\n
If you're reading this, then the situation became worse than I hoped.<\/p>\n
My vision blurred.<\/p>\n
I kept reading.<\/p>\n
Richard wrote that the reserve account was legally mine.<\/p>\n
Not marital property hidden from taxation.<\/p>\n
Not stolen partnership money.<\/p>\n
Not a disputed settlement.<\/p>\n
Mine.<\/p>\n
He had created it using proceeds from a property investment he made with money inherited from his mother.<\/p>\n
He had deliberately documented the source because he feared Robert Kane might someday claim otherwise.<\/p>\n
Attached were purchase records.<\/p>\n
Tax filings.<\/p>\n
Settlement documents.<\/p>\n
Bank transfers.<\/p>\n
Every step of the money's path.<\/p>\n
Thomas examined them rapidly.<\/p>\n
"This is what Kane doesn't want you to have."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"Because if these records are valid, his claim to the reserve is extremely weak."<\/p>\n
"So he can't take it."<\/p>\n
"He can still make trouble."<\/p>\n
"But not successfully?"<\/p>\n
"I don't say that before verification."<\/p>\n
I gave him a look.<\/p>\n
He almost smiled.<\/p>\n
"Likely not."<\/p>\n
Beneath the financial documents was another letter.<\/p>\n
This one was addressed to all three children.<\/p>\n
I recognized the content from what Lisa had described.<\/p>\n
Richard told them plainly that the support he had given them during his lifetime was not ownership in my future.<\/p>\n
He wrote that the house belonged to me.<\/p>\n
My accounts belonged to me.<\/p>\n
Any decision regarding the estate belonged to me.<\/p>\n
Then came a line that made me stop.<\/p>\n
One of you has already crossed a line I never believed my child would cross.<\/p>\n
No name.<\/p>\n
I read faster.<\/p>\n
Richard wrote that someone had shared confidential information with Robert Kane.<\/p>\n
Someone had tried to use knowledge of the reserve account to pressure him into releasing money.<\/p>\n
Someone had risked my financial security for personal gain.<\/p>\n
Michael.<\/p>\n
It had to be Michael.<\/p>\n
Then I turned the page.<\/p>\n
Richard had named the child.<\/p>\n
Jennifer.<\/p>\n
I stared at the word.<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
Thomas leaned closer.<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
I handed him the letter.<\/p>\n
He read.<\/p>\n
Evelyn looked between us.<\/p>\n
"Jennifer?"<\/p>\n
I whispered, "Richard says Jennifer contacted Kane first."<\/p>\n
My assumptions broke apart.<\/p>\n
According to Richard, Jennifer had learned about the reserve while helping him organize medical documents after a minor surgery.<\/p>\n
She told Michael.<\/p>\n
Michael, already desperate for business funds, approached Kane.<\/p>\n
But Jennifer had initiated the leak.<\/p>\n
Not because she needed money.<\/p>\n
Because she believed Richard was hiding assets that should eventually belong to all three children.<\/p>\n
Richard described confronting her.<\/p>\n
Jennifer cried.<\/p>\n
Apologized.<\/p>\n
Promised she would never interfere again.<\/p>\n
Richard wanted to believe her.<\/p>\n
But he didn't.<\/p>\n
That explained his observations.<\/p>\n
Jennifer thinks control solves everything.<\/p>\n
I kept reading.<\/p>\n
Then another name appeared.<\/p>\n
Lisa.<\/p>\n
But differently.<\/p>\n
Richard wrote that Lisa had come to him privately two weeks after the family confrontation.<\/p>\n
She warned him that Jennifer and Michael were discussing ways to obtain information about his accounts.<\/p>\n
She begged him to change passwords.<\/p>\n
She gave him copies of messages between her siblings.<\/p>\n
She asked him not to tell them she had done it.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
"Lisa was helping him."<\/p>\n
Thomas read over my shoulder.<\/p>\n
"Apparently."<\/p>\n
All this time I had assumed Lisa's silence made her weak.<\/p>\n
Richard had thought so too in some ways.<\/p>\n
But when it mattered, she had warned him.<\/p>\n
Why had she never told me?<\/p>\n
The next paragraph answered.<\/p>\n
Richard had told her not to.<\/p>\n
He feared involving her further would split the family permanently.<\/p>\n
He asked Lisa to stay close to Jennifer and Michael and tell him if anything escalated.<\/p>\n
"She was watching them."<\/p>\n
Evelyn said softly, "And after Richard died?"<\/p>\n
I didn't know.<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Lisa.<\/p>\n
I answered immediately.<\/p>\n
"Mom?"<\/p>\n
"Where are you?"<\/p>\n
"Home."<\/p>\n
"Can you come here?"<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"I found Dad's red folder."<\/p>\n
She stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
"You found it?"<\/p>\n
"You knew about it."<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Come here."<\/p>\n
"I don't think that's a good idea."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"Because Jennifer is here."<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
"With you?"<\/p>\n
"She showed up twenty minutes ago."<\/p>\n
Thomas moved closer to the phone.<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"She wants Dad's papers."<\/p>\n
My skin went cold.<\/p>\n
"How does she know I found them?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
Then I heard a voice in the background.<\/p>\n
Jennifer.<\/p>\n
"Lisa, hang up."<\/p>\n
"Don't," I said.<\/p>\n
"Mom\u2014"<\/p>\n
"Put me on speaker."<\/p>\n
Lisa did.<\/p>\n
Jennifer's voice came closer.<\/p>\n
"Mom, whatever you found, do not give it to Thomas."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"Because you're going to misunderstand it."<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
"That sentence doesn't work on me anymore."<\/p>\n
"You have no idea what Dad was involved in."<\/p>\n
"I know the reserve account is legally mine."<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
"You found the source records."<\/p>\n
"I did."<\/p>\n
Jennifer cursed.<\/p>\n
Thomas wrote something down.<\/p>\n
I continued.<\/p>\n
"I also found Dad's letter."<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
"He named you, Jennifer."<\/p>\n
Lisa gasped softly.<\/p>\n
Jennifer said, "He was angry."<\/p>\n
"He said you told Michael about the reserve."<\/p>\n
"I made a mistake."<\/p>\n
"You contacted Kane."<\/p>\n
"I didn't know what he was."<\/p>\n
"You knew Dad didn't trust him."<\/p>\n
"I was thirty-eight years old and tired of being treated like a child."<\/p>\n
The irony was almost too sharp.<\/p>\n
"So you betrayed his confidence to prove you were an adult?"<\/p>\n
"That's not fair."<\/p>\n
There was that word again.<\/p>\n
Always fair when consequences finally reached them.<\/p>\n
"Did you create the forged power of attorney because Michael told you to?"<\/p>\n
Jennifer didn't answer.<\/p>\n
"Or was that your idea too?"<\/p>\n
Lisa whispered, "Forged?"<\/p>\n
Jennifer snapped, "Lisa, stay out of this."<\/p>\n
"No," I said. "She's been out of it long enough."<\/p>\n
Then Lisa said something that stopped all of us.<\/p>\n
"Mom, I signed something."<\/p>\n
My heartbeat changed.<\/p>\n
"What?"<\/p>\n
"Two years ago."<\/p>\n
Jennifer said, "Don't."<\/p>\n
Lisa ignored her.<\/p>\n
"Michael brought me papers. He said they were to help manage the house if you got sick."<\/p>\n
"What papers?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Did they have my signature?"<\/p>\n
"I didn't look closely."<\/p>\n
Thomas held out his hand for the phone.<\/p>\n
"Lisa, this is Thomas. Did you sign as a witness?"<\/p>\n
"I think so."<\/p>\n
Jennifer shouted in the background.<\/p>\n
"Stop talking."<\/p>\n
Lisa's voice rose for the first time.<\/p>\n
"No! I'm done doing what you tell me."<\/p>\n
A door slammed.<\/p>\n
Then Lisa breathed hard into the phone.<\/p>\n
"She's gone."<\/p>\n
"Lock the door," I said.<\/p>\n
"I already did."<\/p>\n
Thomas asked, "Lisa, why isn't your signature on the version we found?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Could there have been another version?"<\/p>\n
"Maybe."<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
Another document.<\/p>\n
Another layer.<\/p>\n
"Do you have anything Michael gave you?" Thomas asked.<\/p>\n
"Maybe in my files."<\/p>\n
"Don't search while you're alone."<\/p>\n
"I'll come there."<\/p>\n
"Bring nothing until we arrange it."<\/p>\n
Lisa began crying.<\/p>\n
"Mom, I should have told you."<\/p>\n
"About what?"<\/p>\n
"After Dad died, Jennifer and Michael kept looking for the red folder."<\/p>\n
"Why didn't you tell me?"<\/p>\n
"Because I thought Dad had destroyed it."<\/p>\n
"He didn't."<\/p>\n
"I know that now."<\/p>\n
"Did they ever enter the house without me knowing?"<\/p>\n
Lisa went silent.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
"How many times?"<\/p>\n
"I only know of two."<\/p>\n
The rear-door break-in.<\/p>\n
"And the other?"<\/p>\n
"Last year."<\/p>\n
I sat down.<\/p>\n
"Who?"<\/p>\n
"Jennifer."<\/p>\n
"How?"<\/p>\n
"She still had an old garage remote."<\/p>\n
That explained too much.<\/p>\n
I had found the side garage door open once and blamed myself.<\/p>\n
"What was she looking for?"<\/p>\n
"The folder."<\/p>\n
"Did she find anything?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"How do you know?"<\/p>\n
"Because she called Michael afterward and said it wasn't there."<\/p>\n
"How did you hear that?"<\/p>\n
"I was in her car."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Lisa had known more than she admitted.<\/p>\n
But unlike the others, she sounded ashamed of the secrecy rather than angry about losing control.<\/p>\n
"Come over," I said.<\/p>\n
"Now?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
Thomas raised a hand.<\/p>\n
"Not until we confirm Jennifer isn't following her."<\/p>\n
He was right.<\/p>\n
We arranged for Lisa to meet a police officer at a nearby station and come from there.<\/p>\n
While we waited, Thomas examined the red folder page by page.<\/p>\n
Near the back he found a sealed envelope.<\/p>\n
Not addressed to me.<\/p>\n
Addressed to Lisa.<\/p>\n
I called her again.<\/p>\n
"Dad left something for you."<\/p>\n
She began crying before I said anything else.<\/p>\n
When Lisa finally arrived, she looked exhausted.<\/p>\n
No makeup.<\/p>\n
Hair tied carelessly behind her head.<\/p>\n
She seemed younger and older at once.<\/p>\n
I held out the envelope.<\/p>\n
Her hands shook.<\/p>\n
"Open it."<\/p>\n
She did.<\/p>\n
Richard's message was short.<\/p>\n
He thanked her for warning him.<\/p>\n
He told her he was sorry he had asked her to carry a secret that belonged between adults.<\/p>\n
He told her that protecting me did not mean surrendering her life to family conflict.<\/p>\n
And he wrote one final request.<\/p>\n
If Jennifer and Michael ever turned against me over money, Lisa was to tell me the truth.<\/p>\n
She lowered the letter.<\/p>\n
Tears covered her face.<\/p>\n
"I failed him."<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
"I kept thinking I could calm them down."<\/p>\n
"Could you?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Did you try?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Did you ever tell them to leave me alone?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
"Did they listen?"<\/p>\n
She shook her head.<\/p>\n
I thought about Richard's line.<\/p>\n
Lisa hates conflict so much that she can be persuaded by whoever seems strongest.<\/p>\n
Maybe Richard had underestimated her.<\/p>\n
Or maybe she had finally decided who she wanted to be.<\/p>\n
Thomas cleared his throat.<\/p>\n
"Lisa, we need to know everything you remember."<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
"Okay."<\/p>\n
"Start with the forged documents."<\/p>\n
She looked at Jennifer's name on the copy.<\/p>\n
Then at Michael's.<\/p>\n
"There were two powers of attorney."<\/p>\n
Thomas became perfectly still.<\/p>\n
"Two?"<\/p>\n
"The first one had my signature as witness."<\/p>\n
"What happened to it?"<\/p>\n
"Michael said the bank rejected it."<\/p>\n
"Why?"<\/p>\n
"Because the notary wasn't valid."<\/p>\n
Thomas and I exchanged a look.<\/p>\n
"So Jennifer made a second version," he said.<\/p>\n
Lisa nodded.<\/p>\n
"She said she could fix it."<\/p>\n
"Did she?"<\/p>\n
"I think so."<\/p>\n
The document we found.<\/p>\n
"Who signed Mom's name?" Lisa asked.<\/p>\n
I watched her face carefully.<\/p>\n
"You don't know?"<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"Jennifer created the file."<\/p>\n
"That doesn't mean she signed it."<\/p>\n
Thomas leaned forward.<\/p>\n
"Then who did?"<\/p>\n
Lisa looked down.<\/p>\n
"I saw Michael practicing Mom's signature once."<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
"When?"<\/p>\n
"At Jennifer's house."<\/p>\n
"Before the second document was submitted?"<\/p>\n
"Yes."<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
Jennifer created it.<\/p>\n
Michael may have forged the signature.<\/p>\n
Both used it.<\/p>\n
No misunderstanding remained.<\/p>\n
Thomas asked, "Did Jennifer know he was practicing?"<\/p>\n
"She was sitting beside him."<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Two of my children had worked together to manufacture authority over my finances.<\/p>\n
Then Lisa added one more thing.<\/p>\n
"They weren't doing it only for the bank statements."<\/p>\n
I opened my eyes.<\/p>\n
"What else?"<\/p>\n
"They wanted to sell the house."<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
"They couldn't sell it without me."<\/p>\n
"They thought the power of attorney would let Michael sign for you."<\/p>\n
Thomas stood abruptly.<\/p>\n
"It wouldn't necessarily be sufficient, but they may have believed it was."<\/p>\n
"When?"<\/p>\n
"Last year."<\/p>\n
"Why didn't they?"<\/p>\n
"Because Dad's property trust blocked the transfer."<\/p>\n
Richard.<\/p>\n
Thirteen years dead, still protecting me.<\/p>\n
I sat very still.<\/p>\n
Lisa whispered, "That's when Michael got angry about Dad's conditions."<\/p>\n
The conditions regarding contact, coercion, and care of the surviving spouse.<\/p>\n
"So Christmas wasn't about reconciliation."<\/p>\n
Lisa looked at me with red eyes.<\/p>\n
"No."<\/p>\n
"What was it about?"<\/p>\n
"They wanted you to sign new estate papers."<\/p>\n
My entire body went cold.<\/p>\n
"What papers?"<\/p>\n
"Jennifer had them in her car."<\/p>\n
Thomas asked, "Prepared by whom?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"What would they have done?"<\/p>\n
Lisa swallowed.<\/p>\n
"Transferred the house into a family trust."<\/p>\n
"Controlled by?"<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
"Michael and Jennifer."<\/p>\n
I thought of the grandchildren standing outside.<\/p>\n
The guilt.<\/p>\n
The luggage.<\/p>\n
The sudden Christmas appearance.<\/p>\n
Not a visit.<\/p>\n
A strategy.<\/p>\n
"What were you supposed to do?"<\/p>\n
Lisa began crying again.<\/p>\n
"Convince you."<\/p>\n
"And if I refused?"<\/p>\n
"I don't know."<\/p>\n
"Yes, you do."<\/p>\n
She looked away.<\/p>\n
"Michael said we should tell you the house was becoming unsafe for you."<\/p>\n
My hand tightened around Richard's letter.<\/p>\n
"Unsafe."<\/p>\n
"He said if you wouldn't agree, we could talk to a doctor about whether you should still be living alone."<\/p>\n
Thomas's face hardened.<\/p>\n
"Competency challenge."<\/p>\n
Lisa nodded.<\/p>\n
I felt no anger at first.<\/p>\n
Only silence.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered Michael on the phone.<\/p>\n
You're fine.<\/p>\n
After the hospital.<\/p>\n
Fine when my health meant he didn't have to visit.<\/p>\n
Possibly incompetent when my independence stood between him and my house.<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
"Thomas."<\/p>\n
"Yes?"<\/p>\n
"I know what I want to do with my will now."<\/p>\n
Lisa looked up.<\/p>\n
I did not look away.<\/p>\n
"Prepare it."<\/p>\n
Thomas closed the red folder.<\/p>\n
"Are you certain?"<\/p>\n
"Completely."<\/p>\n
Outside, one of the new security cameras flashed as it finished its startup cycle.<\/p>\n
For the first time in months, the house no longer felt empty.<\/p>\n
It felt defended.<\/p>\n
And before anyone left that evening, I made one more decision.<\/p>\n
I would not wait for my children to come after my property again.<\/p>\n
The next move would be mine.<\/p>\n
Thomas called the police. This time I did not argue. Two officers arrived within fifteen minutes, followed by another patrol car after Thomas explained the financial history and possible attempted … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":26798,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26806","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\/26806","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=26806"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26806\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26841,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26806\/revisions\/26841"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/26798"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=26806"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=26806"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=26806"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}