Cynthia looked almost pleased when I stepped through the doorway again.<\/p>\n
She mistook my return for surrender.<\/p>\n
Brandon was standing behind the couch with Mason against his chest. His jacket was gone. His keys remained on the kitchen counter.<\/p>\n
Cynthia gestured toward the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood. Now we can behave like adults.\u201d<\/p>\n
I set my duffel bag beside the door but kept my coat on.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not staying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her smile faltered.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did you come back?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted to tell you something before I left.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon\u2019s eyebrows drew together.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked directly at Cynthia.<\/p>\n
\u201cI already told Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
The television murmured behind us.<\/p>\n
Mason made a sleepy sound against Brandon\u2019s shoulder.<\/p>\n
Nobody moved.<\/p>\n
Cynthia\u2019s face remained still for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cYou called him?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her shoulders relaxed by a fraction.<\/p>\n
Dad often ignored calls while driving.<\/p>\n
She knew that.<\/p>\n
Brandon knew it too.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what are you talking about?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cI emailed him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon scoffed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s driving. He probably won\u2019t see it until he stops.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s seen it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cynthia stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
I pulled out my phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe attachments were opened.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes dropped to the screen.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat attachments?\u201d<\/p>\n
I let the silence answer first.<\/p>\n
Then I said, \u201cThe records.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat records?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe ones I\u2019ve been keeping.\u201d<\/p>\n
Color drained from her face.<\/p>\n
Brandon came around the couch.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya, what exactly did you send?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA timeline.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf the last three weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cynthia laughed, but there was no humor in it.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo this was planned.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ve been collecting things against me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve been keeping records because every time something happens, I\u2019m told afterward that it happened differently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is paranoid.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe Dad will think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say about me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAccording to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon shifted uneasily.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you mention me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
His mouth tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you were here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor a lot of things.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward Cynthia.<\/p>\n
That reflex again.<\/p>\n
Seeking the safest position in the room.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou make it sound like I\u2019ve done something to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the point, Brandon. You never do anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen she calls me selfish, you say nothing. When she volunteers me to babysit, you say nothing. When she uses Mom\u2019s things without asking, you say nothing. When she tells Dad I\u2019m difficult, you say nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s between you and her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You benefit from it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd tonight,\u201d I continued, \u201cshe broke the laptop I need for school while you stood right there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told her to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter it happened.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cynthia stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word seemed to strike her harder this time.<\/p>\n
I picked up my duffel bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m leaving.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d<\/p>\n
She gestured toward the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cGo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I added, \u201cI just wanted you to know Dad already has everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her expression hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re trying to destroy this family.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I\u2019m trying to take my final.\u201d<\/p>\n
That left her without an immediate reply.<\/p>\n
I opened the door.<\/p>\n
Cold air swept across the entryway.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
Brandon again.<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
He stood behind the couch, suddenly looking younger than twenty-five.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere are you going?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomewhere I\u2019m wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can\u2019t just disappear.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not disappearing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen tell me where.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou never cared where I was going when you needed me out of the way.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not fair.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d I said. \u201cIt isn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
I walked outside.<\/p>\n
This time I did not look back.<\/p>\n
At the end of the driveway my phone vibrated.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
Three words filled the screen.<\/p>\n
CALL ME NOW.<\/p>\n
Before I could respond, another message appeared.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m pulling over.<\/p>\n
I called.<\/p>\n
He answered immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice was not tired or distracted.<\/p>\n
It was controlled in the way his voice became when he was furious.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you send me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked back at the house.<\/p>\n
The curtains were closed.<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything I thought you needed to see.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Cynthia tell you to leave tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you wouldn\u2019t babysit?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd your final is tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she break your laptop?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe pulled it while I was holding it. It fell. Brandon saw it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOutside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you safe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStay there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t. I need to study.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll get you a hotel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI have somewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBeth.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe nurse from the clinic?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He seemed to remember her.<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could hear traffic outside his car.<\/p>\n
Then Dad asked quietly, \u201cHow long has this been happening?\u201d<\/p>\n
That question was harder than everything before it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich part?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
I sat on the curb.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it,\u201d I said. \u201cYears, Dad.\u201d<\/p>\n
His breathing changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n
The silence that followed was enormous.<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you she used Mom\u2019s things. I told you she kept volunteering me to watch Mason. I told you she went through my room. I told you she said I was ungrateful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what you thought.\u201d<\/p>\n
My voice cracked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou thought we didn\u2019t get along.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou thought I was grieving. Or stubborn. Or adjusting badly. And every time you asked Cynthia, she had an explanation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have listened.\u201d<\/p>\n
I wiped my face with the back of my hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t send the email because I wanted you to choose between us.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI sent it because I needed you to believe me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He was silent for several seconds.<\/p>\n
Then he asked, \u201cIs the laptop still in the house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I have it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe files?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBacked up.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
He took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m coming home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re four hours away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad, don\u2019t drive angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m parked.\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice cracked slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m parked, Maya.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hands began shaking.<\/p>\n
Until then I had been moving on adrenaline.<\/p>\n
Pack.<\/p>\n
Document.<\/p>\n
Email.<\/p>\n
Leave.<\/p>\n
Now, sitting under a streetlamp with a duffel bag beside me, I finally understood that something irreversible had happened.<\/p>\n
Dad believed me.<\/p>\n
Maybe too late.<\/p>\n
Maybe incompletely.<\/p>\n
But he believed enough to turn around.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you going to do?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cFirst I\u2019m going to read everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd then?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen I\u2019m going to talk to Cynthia.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe won\u2019t be there when I\u2019m finished.\u201d<\/p>\n
I opened my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI said she won\u2019t be there.\u201d<\/p>\n
I wanted to feel relieved.<\/p>\n
Instead I felt frightened by how quickly my life was changing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to decide everything tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not deciding everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
He paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m finally looking at what I should have looked at years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
A car turned onto the street.<\/p>\n
My ride.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have to go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cText me when you get to Beth\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI will.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you.\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI love you too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Beth opened her apartment door before I knocked.<\/p>\n
She wore pajama pants, an oversized university sweatshirt, and reading glasses pushed into her hair.<\/p>\n
Her eyes went immediately to the duffel bag.<\/p>\n
Then to my face.<\/p>\n
Then to the laptop sleeve.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can stay.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was all.<\/p>\n
I stepped inside.<\/p>\n
Her apartment smelled faintly of peppermint tea and laundry detergent.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have an anatomy final in the morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy family is\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
She pointed toward the dining table.<\/p>\n
\u201cTonight you have cranial nerves.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed despite myself.<\/p>\n
It sounded strange after everything that had happened.<\/p>\n
For the next two hours, Beth drilled me.<\/p>\n
Skeletal landmarks.<\/p>\n
Muscle origins and insertions.<\/p>\n
Peripheral nerves.<\/p>\n
Blood supply.<\/p>\n
Every few minutes my attention drifted toward my phone.<\/p>\n
Nothing from Dad.<\/p>\n
Nothing from Brandon.<\/p>\n
Nothing from Cynthia.<\/p>\n
At 12:48 a.m., Beth closed my notebook.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re done.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not ready.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNobody is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI need another hour.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need sleep more.\u201d<\/p>\n
She carried our mugs toward the sink.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know one thing nursing teaches faster than anatomy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow useless you become when you\u2019re exhausted.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds suspiciously convenient.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is. Go to bed.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you home?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word sounded heavy.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI found the laptop charger in your room.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not important.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cI also found the notebook you left on the desk.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat upright.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat notebook?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe blue one.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
That was the handwritten version of my timeline.<\/p>\n
\u201cI forgot it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI read it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Beth.<\/p>\n
She had stopped washing the mugs.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I covered my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have known.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have listened.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I really tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
This time he said it quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Tears slipped down my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about Cynthia?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s here.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI told her she needs to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says you\u2019re lying.\u201d<\/p>\n
Of course she did.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says the laptop was an accident. She says you\u2019ve been planning this because you never accepted our marriage.\u201d<\/p>\n
A bitter laugh escaped me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was planning to pass anatomy.\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad did not laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cBrandon is here too.\u201d<\/p>\n
I straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wants to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s okay.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Beth.<\/p>\n
She gave a tiny shrug that meant my choice.<\/p>\n
\u201cFine,\u201d I said. \u201cFor one minute.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was movement.<\/p>\n
Then Brandon\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI should have said something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t realize how bad it was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were standing there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Brandon. You were always standing there.\u201d<\/p>\n
He went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought if I stayed out of it\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou weren\u2019t out of it. You got free childcare out of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
He inhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
For once there was no excuse afterward.<\/p>\n
That mattered.<\/p>\n
Not enough.<\/p>\n
But it mattered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have an exam in a few hours.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI need to sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood night.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI really am sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe that you\u2019re sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
It was the most forgiveness I could offer.<\/p>\n
The call ended.<\/p>\n
Beth put a glass of water beside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to fix your family tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to forgive them either.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you have to do?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the anatomy notes.<\/p>\n
\u201cPass my final.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
At 6:15 the next morning, I walked into the nursing-school testing center carrying terrible coffee and the strangest exhaustion I had ever felt.<\/p>\n
For the first three questions, my mind was blank.<\/p>\n
Then I saw anatomical position.<\/p>\n
Easy.<\/p>\n
The next question was about the scapula.<\/p>\n
Then cranial nerves.<\/p>\n
Then muscle groups.<\/p>\n
Gradually the house disappeared.<\/p>\n
Cynthia disappeared.<\/p>\n
Brandon disappeared.<\/p>\n
Even Dad disappeared.<\/p>\n
There was only the exam.<\/p>\n
I finished with twelve minutes remaining.<\/p>\n
Outside, sunlight had begun warming the concrete.<\/p>\n
My phone vibrated.<\/p>\n
Dad.<\/p>\n
Come home when you\u2019re ready.<\/p>\n
A second message followed.<\/p>\n
Not because you have to. Because I need to talk to you.<\/p>\n
I went back to Beth\u2019s instead.<\/p>\n
I slept for three hours.<\/p>\n
When I woke, there were eleven missed calls.<\/p>\n
Seven from Brandon.<\/p>\n
Four from an unknown number.<\/p>\n
I called Dad.<\/p>\n
He answered immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cMaya.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCynthia left.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe took things.\u201d<\/p>\n
My sleepiness vanished.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat things?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDocuments from my office.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat documents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInsurance papers. Financial records. Property documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat upright.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Dad went quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe house paperwork made me check some older files.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found one that belonged to your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
My mouth went dry.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of file?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know yet. There are documents I\u2019ve never seen.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI think she left something for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s a locked cabinet in my office. Some of the papers point to it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t have the key.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer came to me before he said it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho does?\u201d<\/p>\n
Dad hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cCynthia.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the wall.<\/p>\n
For years I had thought the worst thing Cynthia could take was my place in my own family.<\/p>\n
Now I understood that she might have been hiding something much more concrete.<\/p>\n
Something my mother had deliberately left behind.<\/p>\n
And if Cynthia knew what was in that cabinet, then perhaps the argument about babysitting had never really been about Mason.<\/p>\n
Maybe throwing me out had served another purpose.<\/p>\n
Maybe Cynthia had wanted me gone before I became curious enough to find out what my mother had left me.<\/p>\n
Cynthia looked almost pleased when I stepped through the doorway again. She mistook my return for surrender. Brandon was standing behind the couch with Mason against his chest. His jacket … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":31972,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31975","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\/31975","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=31975"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31975\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32010,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31975\/revisions\/32010"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/31972"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31975"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31975"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31975"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}