Monday morning, my attorney called.<\/p>\n
Her name was Renee Carson.<\/p>\n
She had prepared my estate documents after my husband died twelve years earlier, and she knew my finances well enough to understand how deeply intertwined they had become with Liam's life.<\/p>\n
After I told her what had happened, she asked a question I had never considered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much are you currently paying for them besides the mortgage?\u201d<\/p>\n
I opened a spreadsheet.<\/p>\n
I had never totaled it.<\/p>\n
Their phone plan was one hundred eighty-six dollars a month.<\/p>\n
Car insurance was another two hundred forty.<\/p>\n
I was contributing five hundred toward Chloe's student loans.<\/p>\n
There was a recurring transfer of seven hundred fifty dollars that had started when Liam lost his job and somehow never ended.<\/p>\n
Health insurance reimbursement added another three hundred ten.<\/p>\n
Then there were smaller subscriptions, family memberships, and expenses I barely noticed anymore.<\/p>\n
Renee calculated the total.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're giving them nearly two thousand dollars every month.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the number.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that's before the mortgage.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to continue?\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought about Liam standing in the hallway while Chloe hit me.<\/p>\n
I thought about the text telling me to stay away.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll of it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret, I'm your attorney. I can tell you what you're legally obligated to pay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNone of those expenses.\u201d<\/p>\n
That afternoon, I started canceling them.<\/p>\n
Phone plan.<\/p>\n
Car contribution.<\/p>\n
Recurring transfer.<\/p>\n
Student loan assistance.<\/p>\n
Streaming accounts.<\/p>\n
Warehouse membership.<\/p>\n
Emergency credit card.<\/p>\n
One by one.<\/p>\n
Every click felt heavier than it should have.<\/p>\n
Not because of the money.<\/p>\n
Because every payment represented a thread connecting me to my son's life.<\/p>\n
By evening, almost every thread was gone.<\/p>\n
At 7:03, Liam called.<\/p>\n
At 7:04, again.<\/p>\n
At 7:06, again.<\/p>\n
Then the messages arrived.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy does my phone say the account changes next month?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you cancel the car payment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, answer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Finally:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're taking this too far.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the message.<\/p>\n
Then typed:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou asked me to stay away. I am respecting your request completely.\u201d<\/p>\n
Three dots appeared.<\/p>\n
Disappeared.<\/p>\n
Appeared again.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know that's not what I meant.\u201d<\/p>\n
I replied:<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you should have chosen your words more carefully.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone rang immediately.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Not hello.<\/p>\n
Not Mom.<\/p>\n
What.<\/p>\n
\u201cI received your messages.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI already explained.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChloe is pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe told you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you're still doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n
I tightened my grip on the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cLiam, becoming parents doesn't make you entitled to my bank account.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're her grandmother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI will be her grandmother whether I pay your bills or not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're unbelievable.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I've been predictable. That's the problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means you've spent your adult life assuming I will solve whatever you can't afford.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never asked you to.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you did.\u201d<\/p>\n
He went quiet.<\/p>\n
I opened the spreadsheet.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour college tuition gap. Twelve thousand. The replacement car. Seventeen thousand. Your wedding. Twenty-three thousand. Four months of rent. Eight thousand. Chloe's nursing school support. Nearly eleven thousand so far.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStop keeping score.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn't keeping score. That's why I didn't know the total until today.\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
Then, quietly:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're my mother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're supposed to help me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Liam. I was supposed to raise you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence came from somewhere deeper than anger.<\/p>\n
\u201cI did that. You're thirty-three years old.\u201d<\/p>\n
His breathing changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want? An apology?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what?\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted my son to come downstairs when I was hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wanted you to ask whether I was okay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't know how bad it was.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew enough to tell me to stay away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChloe was crying.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo was I.\u201d<\/p>\n
The silence that followed was different.<\/p>\n
Longer.<\/p>\n
Finally, he whispered:<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn't check.\u201d<\/p>\n
The call ended.<\/p>\n
Two days later, Mountain Crest Lending emailed me.<\/p>\n
My withdrawal had been processed.<\/p>\n
The mortgage application could no longer proceed in its original form.<\/p>\n
I closed the email.<\/p>\n
For one brief moment, I thought the worst was over.<\/p>\n
I was wrong.<\/p>\n
Thursday afternoon, Renee called.<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret, did you recently sign anything giving Liam authority over your investment accounts?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAny authorization allowing him to verify your assets?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n
She paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause someone attempted to submit financial verification from your brokerage account.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood so quickly my chair scraped across the floor.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were apparently trying to show the lender that additional family funds were available.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI never authorized that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI assumed not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho submitted it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe're still tracing it.\u201d<\/p>\n
My injured wrist began throbbing.<\/p>\n
\u201cRenee.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
She hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe document contains an electronic signature using your name.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't sign anything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
My voice dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas it Liam?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can't confirm that yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the family photograph on my bookshelf.<\/p>\n
Liam at twelve.<\/p>\n
Missing front tooth.<\/p>\n
His arm around my shoulders.<\/p>\n
Both of us laughing.<\/p>\n
For the first time, fear replaced heartbreak.<\/p>\n
A failed mortgage was one thing.<\/p>\n
A forged signature was something else.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen will we know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe lender has access records.\u201d<\/p>\n
My phone buzzed.<\/p>\n
A message from Liam.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, please don't freak out. I can explain the paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
I read it twice.<\/p>\n
Then again.<\/p>\n
Renee heard my silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
I read the message aloud.<\/p>\n
Her voice sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo not respond.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another message appeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cI only did it because we're running out of time.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were going to help us anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then:<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease don't call the lender until I explain.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the brace around my wrist.<\/p>\n
Then at the ultrasound picture on the kitchen table.<\/p>\n
Then at my son's messages.<\/p>\n
Four days earlier, I had thought the worst thing Liam could do was stand by while his wife hurt me.<\/p>\n
I had been wrong.<\/p>\n
Renee spoke quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret, there's something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe lender sent me the document.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart began pounding.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe signature isn't the biggest problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what is?\u201d<\/p>\n
She took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe paperwork says you agreed to transfer one hundred eighty-five thousand dollars into Liam and Chloe's account before closing.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
One hundred eighty-five thousand.<\/p>\n
Then my phone began ringing again.<\/p>\n
Liam.<\/p>\n
But this time, I didn't see my son when I looked at the screen.<\/p>\n
I saw someone who had crossed a line I wasn't sure either of us could ever uncross.<\/p>\n
Renee told me to save every message.<\/p>\n
Then she asked whether I knew where Liam might have obtained my financial information.<\/p>\n
I thought about it.<\/p>\n
Three months earlier, he had helped me replace my printer.<\/p>\n
He had spent nearly two hours in my home office.<\/p>\n
At the time, I had been grateful.<\/p>\n
Now I remembered where he had been sitting.<\/p>\n
Beside the filing cabinet.<\/p>\n
The same cabinet where I kept printed brokerage statements.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think he saw my documents,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas the cabinet locked?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho had a key?\u201d<\/p>\n
I swallowed.<\/p>\n
There had once been two.<\/p>\n
One for me.<\/p>\n
One hidden in the pantry.<\/p>\n
Liam knew about the second key.<\/p>\n
He had helped me organize my husband's papers after his death.<\/p>\n
\u201cChange the lock,\u201d Renee said.<\/p>\n
\u201cI will.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd contact your brokerage firm.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
The security representative froze the account while they investigated.<\/p>\n
There was an outgoing transfer request.<\/p>\n
One hundred eighty-five thousand dollars.<\/p>\n
It had been sent to Liam's bank account.<\/p>\n
The transfer had not completed because the amount was unusual enough to trigger manual verification.<\/p>\n
\u201cCancel it,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo it.\u201d<\/p>\n
They did.<\/p>\n
Then the representative placed additional restrictions on my account.<\/p>\n
New password.<\/p>\n
New security questions.<\/p>\n
Transfer lock.<\/p>\n
Verbal authentication.<\/p>\n
When the call ended, I had seventeen missed calls.<\/p>\n
Nine from Liam.<\/p>\n
Six from Chloe.<\/p>\n
Two from Diane.<\/p>\n
I also had a voicemail.<\/p>\n
I played it.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom, you need to stop panicking. Nobody stole anything. We were trying to restructure the loan. The lender needed proof the money would be available. You already agreed to help us before everything went wrong. Please call me before you make this worse.\u201d<\/p>\n
Before I make this worse.<\/p>\n
I replayed that sentence.<\/p>\n
Then again.<\/p>\n
My sadness changed shape.<\/p>\n
He did not believe he had stolen from me.<\/p>\n
He believed he had merely moved money that was already supposed to be his.<\/p>\n
And I realized I had helped create that belief.<\/p>\n
Every rescue had taught him the same lesson.<\/p>\n
Mom fixes it.<\/p>\n
Mom pays.<\/p>\n
Mom eventually says yes.<\/p>\n
That afternoon, Renee asked me the question I had been avoiding.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you want to report this?\u201d<\/p>\n
I couldn't answer.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe's my child.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI raised him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI sat beside him when he was sick. I drove through snowstorms for him. I paid his tuition. I watched him get married.\u201d<\/p>\n
Renee remained quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cNow I'm supposed to walk into a police station and say my son tried to take one hundred eighty-five thousand dollars from me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm not telling you what you're supposed to do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what are you telling me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat protecting Liam from consequences will not undo what he did.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence stayed with me.<\/p>\n
That afternoon, Liam and Chloe appeared at my door.<\/p>\n
I saw them through the security camera.<\/p>\n
Liam looked exhausted.<\/p>\n
Chloe stood beside him with her arms folded tightly.<\/p>\n
I opened the door but kept the chain attached.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need five minutes,\u201d Liam said.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have two.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we come inside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm not going to touch you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The fact that she needed to say it made something cold move through me.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Liam looked at my wrist.<\/p>\n
For once, he didn't look away.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe screwed up.\u201d<\/p>\n
I waited.<\/p>\n
He rubbed both hands over his face.<\/p>\n
\u201cI screwed up.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was new.<\/p>\n
Not we.<\/p>\n
I.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you do?\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes met mine.<\/p>\n
\u201cI submitted paperwork.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUsing my name?\u201d<\/p>\n
He swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe turned toward him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me she had already signed.\u201d<\/p>\n
His head snapped toward her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said your mother had agreed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChloe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stepped away.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told me she had promised the money.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Liam.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid I ever promise you one hundred eighty-five thousand dollars?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid I promise anything close to that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lied to me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was trying to save the closing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou forged your mother's signature.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn't think of it that way.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you think of it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTemporary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTemporary forgery?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Temporary paperwork. I thought once you understood Chloe was pregnant, you'd help again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd if I didn't?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou would.\u201d<\/p>\n
The confidence in those two words stunned me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou were certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always help me.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
The entire history of our relationship reduced to four words.<\/p>\n
You always help me.<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI canceled the transfer.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou checked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI got an alert.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
Chloe looked between us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happens now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing happens with my money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d she said. \u201cI mean legally.\u201d<\/p>\n
Liam shot her a warning glance.<\/p>\n
She ignored him.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you reporting this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI haven't decided.\u201d<\/p>\n
Liam stepped toward the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease don't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI could lose my job.\u201d<\/p>\n
He worked as an operations manager for a medical supply company.<\/p>\n
A fraud investigation could destroy his career.<\/p>\n
\u201cI could be charged.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cChloe is pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe'll lose everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep saying that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause it's true.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You're confusing consequences with theft. Losing something because of your own choices doesn't mean someone took it from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stared at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm your son.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoesn't that mean anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means more than you understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen don't destroy my life.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him for a long moment.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Chloe hit me, you stayed away.\u201d<\/p>\n
His shoulders dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen you finally contacted me, you didn't ask whether I needed medical care. You told me to stay away.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I obeyed you and removed myself financially, you tried to use my identity.\u201d<\/p>\n
He closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd every time you talk about what happened, you tell me what might happen to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I'm scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo was I.\u201d<\/p>\n
That silenced him.<\/p>\n
I closed the door.<\/p>\n
That night, at 1:07, I opened the locked drawer in my office.<\/p>\n
I removed my estate binder.<\/p>\n
At the top of the beneficiary page was one name.<\/p>\n
Liam Bennett.<\/p>\n
One hundred percent.<\/p>\n
My house.<\/p>\n
My retirement.<\/p>\n
My investments.<\/p>\n
My life insurance.<\/p>\n
Everything.<\/p>\n
I stared at the page for a long time.<\/p>\n
Then I looked at the ultrasound photograph.<\/p>\n
The baby had nothing to do with this.<\/p>\n
I called Renee the next morning.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to change my estate plan.\u201d<\/p>\n
She didn't sound surprised.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you thinking?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't want Liam controlling everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnderstood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I don't want to punish my grandchild.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThose are separate decisions.\u201d<\/p>\n
That sentence gave me room to breathe.<\/p>\n
We scheduled an appointment.<\/p>\n
Then Renee called again.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe lender responded about the access records.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat straighter.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe forged document was uploaded from an IP address associated with Liam's home.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Confirmed.<\/p>\n
Then she said:<\/p>\n
\u201cThere were two uploads.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was the second?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA letter from whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSupposedly from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did it say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you intended to advance two hundred fifty thousand dollars of Liam's inheritance.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the estate binder.<\/p>\n
Two hundred fifty thousand.<\/p>\n
The first transfer was supposedly part of an inheritance advance.<\/p>\n
And suddenly the mortgage no longer looked like the entire plan.<\/p>\n
It looked like the beginning.<\/p>\n
Monday morning, my attorney called. Her name was Renee Carson. She had prepared my estate documents after my husband died twelve years earlier, and she knew my finances well enough … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7081,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7084","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\/7084","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=7084"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7100,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7084\/revisions\/7100"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7081"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}