Arthur repeated the name as though saying it twice might make the answer appear.<\/p>\n
\u201cEleanor Bell.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca took the probate notice from my hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cCould she be related to Henry?\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father was an only child.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAs certain as I was that my mother had no secrets.\u201d<\/p>\n
Nobody argued with that.<\/p>\n
Evelyn answered her phone when I called.<\/p>\n
I read the name.<\/p>\n
There was a pause long enough to tell me she knew exactly who Eleanor was.<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho is she?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI would rather explain at the conference.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur leaned toward the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur, Eleanor Bell is not another biological relative.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is not as reassuring as you think.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was related to Henry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBy marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father was married to Martha.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s expression changed first from confusion to disbelief.<\/p>\n
Then something sharper.<\/p>\n
\u201cBefore Mom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sat down.<\/p>\n
Nobody had expected that.<\/p>\n
Not after biological parents, secret letters, concealed cancer, or adoption records.<\/p>\n
There was apparently still one ordinary category of family fact we had never thought to ask.<\/p>\n
Arthur looked at the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father had a first wife?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSeven years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Mom knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer surprised him more.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did she never tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI cannot answer that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Eleanor have children with him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she still married to him legally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. They divorced before Henry met Martha.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur rubbed his forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo why is she a principal beneficiary?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the notice.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt says all principal beneficiaries are invited, then lists her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe is attending because Martha directed that certain property be offered to her before final distribution.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cProperty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat property?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHenry\u2019s watch.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked up.<\/p>\n
For the first time since I had known him, he appeared genuinely lost.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy father\u2019s watch is in my desk.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Gold Hamilton. Brown leather strap.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was his later watch.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur said nothing.<\/p>\n
Evelyn continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe item Martha referenced is an older watch that belonged to Henry\u2019s father.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur slowly sat again.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked, \u201cWhy would Martha give her husband\u2019s family watch to his ex-wife?\u201d<\/p>\n
Evelyn\u2019s answer was simple.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Martha believed it belonged to Eleanor.\u201d<\/p>\n
The probate conference was four days later.<\/p>\n
Arthur arrived early.<\/p>\n
So did Rebecca.<\/p>\n
I expected Eleanor to be elderly and frail because I had unconsciously placed her in the distant past.<\/p>\n
She was ninety-one.<\/p>\n
She was also upright, alert, and wearing bright red eyeglasses.<\/p>\n
A younger woman accompanied her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy granddaughter, Sophie,\u201d Eleanor said.<\/p>\n
Then she looked directly at Arthur.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have Henry\u2019s eyebrows.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur blinked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what people usually notice?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Usually they noticed his ears.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca looked away to hide a smile.<\/p>\n
Arthur touched one ear reflexively.<\/p>\n
Eleanor noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose too.\u201d<\/p>\n
That broke something.<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed.<\/p>\n
Eleanor did as well.<\/p>\n
No ceremony.<\/p>\n
No accusation.<\/p>\n
Just a ninety-one-year-old woman looking at the son of a man she had once loved.<\/p>\n
Evelyn brought us into the conference room.<\/p>\n
On the table sat a narrow wooden box.<\/p>\n
Arthur stared at it.<\/p>\n
Eleanor did not.<\/p>\n
She stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much did Martha tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s mouth tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like Martha.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur almost objected.<\/p>\n
Then reconsidered.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor sixty years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur leaned back.<\/p>\n
Rebecca whispered, \u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou must be Rebecca.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly what Martha told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked at Evelyn.<\/p>\n
\u201cEveryone knew everyone except us?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor shook her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. We knew pieces.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer had become familiar.<\/p>\n
Evelyn opened the wooden box.<\/p>\n
Inside lay a silver pocket watch.<\/p>\n
Not a wristwatch.<\/p>\n
The case was scratched.<\/p>\n
A short chain curled beneath it.<\/p>\n
Eleanor touched the edge of the box but did not lift the watch.<\/p>\n
\u201cHenry\u2019s father gave him this when he turned eighteen.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy do you have a claim to it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did Mom want you offered it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Henry gave it to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOur wedding.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room quieted.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it was the only valuable thing he owned.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her thumb moved over the scratched case.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen we divorced, I left it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur nodded.<\/p>\n
That made sense to him.<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI expected him to bring it to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe kept it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears later, after he married Martha, she found it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked toward Evelyn.<\/p>\n
Eleanor continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha called me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe asked whether it was mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said it had been.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha tried to return it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you take it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s eyes lowered.<\/p>\n
\u201cPride.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed without humor.<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently that\u2019s hereditary even when there\u2019s no blood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cHenry would have liked you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor looked toward the box.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha contacted me again last year.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen she was sick?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur stiffened.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot immediately. I could hear it.\u201d<\/p>\n
That hurt him.<\/p>\n
Another person had known.<\/p>\n
Eleanor seemed to understand.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t tell me the diagnosis until our third call.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did she want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo apologize.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor the watch?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s voice softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor believing something about me for almost sixty years that wasn\u2019t true.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked back.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor folded her hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe thought I left Henry because I didn\u2019t want children.\u201d<\/p>\n
No one spoke.<\/p>\n
Eleanor continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was the version Henry told her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWasn\u2019t it true?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI couldn\u2019t carry a pregnancy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s face softened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo was I.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo was Henry, at first.\u201d<\/p>\n
The marriage had begun when they were young.<\/p>\n
Eleanor was twenty.<\/p>\n
Henry twenty-two.<\/p>\n
They wanted children immediately.<\/p>\n
There were pregnancies.<\/p>\n
Three.<\/p>\n
None survived beyond the fifth month.<\/p>\n
After the third, Eleanor\u2019s doctor told her another pregnancy might kill her.<\/p>\n
Henry said it did not matter.<\/p>\n
They would adopt.<\/p>\n
For nearly a year, they tried.<\/p>\n
Then something changed.<\/p>\n
Henry became distant.<\/p>\n
He worked later.<\/p>\n
He stopped attending adoption appointments.<\/p>\n
One night he admitted he could not do it.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo what?\u201d Arthur asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cRaise another man\u2019s child.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence struck the room with almost absurd force.<\/p>\n
Arthur stared at Eleanor.<\/p>\n
Rebecca closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
Eleanor nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Martha saw the irony too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur whispered, \u201cMy father adopted me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears later.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure he did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople change.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur stopped.<\/p>\n
Eleanor continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cOr discover they were wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
Henry and Eleanor divorced.<\/p>\n
Not because she did not want children.<\/p>\n
Because grief had made them cruel to each other, and Henry had begun blaming a future neither of them could control.<\/p>\n
Eleanor remarried five years later.<\/p>\n
Her second husband had a daughter.<\/p>\n
Eleanor raised that girl.<\/p>\n
Sophie\u2019s mother.<\/p>\n
Arthur looked at Sophie.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you did become a mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Dad?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe met Martha.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked down.<\/p>\n
Eleanor said Henry eventually wrote to her.<\/p>\n
Not once.<\/p>\n
Several times.<\/p>\n
He apologized.<\/p>\n
After Arthur\u2019s adoption, he sent a particularly long letter.<\/p>\n
Arthur looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he had been wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s voice trembled for the first time.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he had spent years insisting blood mattered because admitting otherwise would mean admitting he destroyed our marriage over fear.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told you about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot your history. Only that he and Martha had adopted a boy.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was unbearably proud.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wrote three pages about your first week home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you screamed every night unless he walked around the kitchen holding you against his chest.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said Martha thought he was spoiling you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like Mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe also said she took over at four in the morning and told him to stop pretending exhaustion was noble.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sounded even more like Martha.<\/p>\n
Arthur wiped his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you still have the letters?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould I read them?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur nodded.<\/p>\n
The boundary did not offend him.<\/p>\n
That was another change.<\/p>\n
Evelyn pushed the watch gently toward Eleanor.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha\u2019s instruction was that you be offered this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m ninety-one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t disqualify you from owning a watch.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happens if I refuse?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt goes to Arthur.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at him.<\/p>\n
Arthur immediately said, \u201cTake it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor\u2019s eyebrows rose.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt belonged to your father.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe gave it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never knew your grandfather.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNeither did you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI met him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you have more connection to it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor studied him.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She lifted the watch.<\/p>\n
Her hand trembled.<\/p>\n
For a moment the conference room disappeared from her face.<\/p>\n
She was somewhere else.<\/p>\n
Twenty years old.<\/p>\n
A wedding.<\/p>\n
A young man giving her the only valuable object he possessed.<\/p>\n
She pressed the watch into her palm.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t thank me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eleanor smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounded like Martha too.\u201d<\/p>\n
After the formal estate matters ended, Sophie brought in a canvas bag.<\/p>\n
Eleanor removed a bundle of letters tied with faded string.<\/p>\n
\u201cCopies,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
Arthur looked disappointed.<\/p>\n
Eleanor noticed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe originals are mine.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
She handed him the copies.<\/p>\n
\u201cThese are the ones about you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur did not open them there.<\/p>\n
We returned to Martha\u2019s house.<\/p>\n
Rebecca made coffee.<\/p>\n
Arthur sat at the dining table.<\/p>\n
The first letter was dated six weeks after his adoption.<\/p>\n
Henry Bell wrote that he had expected to feel like an impostor.<\/p>\n
Instead he felt terrified by how quickly the baby mattered.<\/p>\n
He described standing beside Arthur\u2019s crib at two in the morning checking whether he was breathing.<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI did that with Emily.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily, who had joined us after work, looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou did?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvery night for two months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m telling you now.\u201d<\/p>\n
He kept reading.<\/p>\n
Another letter came when Arthur was four.<\/p>\n
Henry described Arthur following him through the garage with a toy hammer.<\/p>\n
Another when Arthur was nine.<\/p>\n
Baseball.<\/p>\n
A broken window.<\/p>\n
Martha furious.<\/p>\n
Henry secretly impressed by the distance of the hit.<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed until he cried.<\/p>\n
Then he reached a letter from 1999.<\/p>\n
His laughter stopped.<\/p>\n
That was the year Henry Mercer had called.<\/p>\n
Arthur unfolded it.<\/p>\n
Henry Bell wrote to Eleanor two days afterward.<\/p>\n
I did something this week that I am not sure was right.<\/p>\n
Arthur went still.<\/p>\n
Rebecca moved closer.<\/p>\n
Henry Bell did not name Henry Mercer.<\/p>\n
He called him \u201csomeone connected to Arthur\u2019s beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n
He admitted refusing contact.<\/p>\n
He told Eleanor he had spent two nights wondering whether he protected his son or protected himself.<\/p>\n
Arthur whispered, \u201cHe knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
The letter continued.<\/p>\n
Henry Bell confessed the truth he could not admit to Martha.<\/p>\n
He was afraid.<\/p>\n
Not that Arthur would lose a father.<\/p>\n
That Arthur would discover he had another one and need Henry less.<\/p>\n
Arthur lowered the page.<\/p>\n
Nobody spoke.<\/p>\n
Then Emily said quietly, \u201cThat\u2019s painfully human.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Henry Bell wrote that he intended to tell Martha.<\/p>\n
He did not know when.<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cLater.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
Later.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
The letter ended with a question to Eleanor.<\/p>\n
Do you think a good father can make a selfish choice because he loves his child too much?<\/p>\n
Eleanor had written her response on the back.<\/p>\n
Arthur turned the page.<\/p>\n
Three lines.<\/p>\n
Yes.<\/p>\n
But if he knows it was selfish, being a good father requires him to correct it.<\/p>\n
Tell Martha.<\/p>\n
Tell Arthur.<\/p>\n
Arthur stared at those words.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
He folded the letter.<\/p>\n
For once, he did not defend Henry Bell.<\/p>\n
He did not condemn him either.<\/p>\n
He simply let the failure exist beside the love.<\/p>\n
Eleanor stayed for dinner.<\/p>\n
Before leaving, she walked through the house.<\/p>\n
In the hallway, she stopped beside the height marks on the pantry frame.<\/p>\n
Arthur\u2019s childhood recorded in pencil.<\/p>\n
She touched the highest one.<\/p>\n
\u201cHenry got what he wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cA son?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA family.\u201d<\/p>\n
She smiled sadly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe just had to become someone different before he could recognize it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur watched her leave.<\/p>\n
Then he returned to the kitchen and picked up Henry Bell\u2019s 1999 letter.<\/p>\n
He placed it beside Martha\u2019s last letter.<\/p>\n
Two parents.<\/p>\n
Two confessions.<\/p>\n
Both written after fear had already made the decision.<\/p>\n
Arthur looked at Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to promise me something.\u201d<\/p>\n
She frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I start deciding what truth you can handle because I\u2019m afraid of losing you, tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI already do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s true.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then she added, \u201cBut you have to listen.\u201d<\/p>\n
His smile faded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Outside, the roses moved beneath the porch light.<\/p>\n
The estate was almost closed.<\/p>\n
The property questions were nearly resolved.<\/p>\n
Yet for the first time, Arthur seemed less interested in what Martha had left him than in what he could stop passing forward.<\/p>\n
Arthur repeated the name as though saying it twice might make the answer appear. \u201cEleanor Bell.\u201d Rebecca took the probate notice from my hand. \u201cCould she be related to Henry?\u201d … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":31637,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31658","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\/31658","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=31658"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31658\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31693,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31658\/revisions\/31693"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/31637"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31658"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31658"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31658"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}