For several seconds, nobody moved.<\/p>\n
The detectives stood between me and the man beneath the porch light.<\/p>\n
He looked like Thomas.<\/p>\n
Not similar.<\/p>\n
Not close.<\/p>\n
Like him.<\/p>\n
Same height.<\/p>\n
Same broad shoulders.<\/p>\n
Same gray hair.<\/p>\n
Even the slight angle of his head made my stomach twist.<\/p>\n
But Thomas had been dead for seven years.<\/p>\n
I had watched his coffin lowered into the ground.<\/p>\n
The woman detective raised her weapon.<\/p>\n
\u201cKeep your hands where we can see them.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man lifted both hands.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not armed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTurn around.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMargaret, tell them who I am.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could barely speak.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
His expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He raised his left wrist.<\/p>\n
Thomas's watch caught the porch light.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you get that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt belonged to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt belonged to my husband.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective stepped forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cTurn around.\u201d<\/p>\n
He obeyed.<\/p>\n
The male detective searched him.<\/p>\n
Wallet.<\/p>\n
Two phones.<\/p>\n
A folding knife.<\/p>\n
A key.<\/p>\n
The key had a small brass tag.<\/p>\n
COTTAGE REAR DOOR.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cI've never seen that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The female detective disappeared around the side of the cottage.<\/p>\n
A moment later, she returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe rear door has been tampered with.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
I ran inside.<\/p>\n
The bedroom drawer was open.<\/p>\n
Thomas's watch was gone from where I had placed it.<\/p>\n
So was the wooden box.<\/p>\n
Nothing else had been touched.<\/p>\n
My jewelry remained.<\/p>\n
The cash beneath my clothes remained.<\/p>\n
Only Thomas's things were missing.<\/p>\n
The photograph.<\/p>\n
The pocketknife.<\/p>\n
The fishing lures.<\/p>\n
The watch.<\/p>\n
Items someone could use to construct an identity.<\/p>\n
I returned to the porch.<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel was here earlier.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLess than an hour ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he know this man was coming?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man was placed in the police vehicle.<\/p>\n
The detective asked his name.<\/p>\n
He answered without hesitation.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas Collins.\u201d<\/p>\n
My knees nearly failed.<\/p>\n
The detective stared at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas Collins died seven years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is what Margaret was told.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIdentification.\u201d<\/p>\n
He produced a North Carolina driver's license.<\/p>\n
The name read Thomas Andrew Collins.<\/p>\n
The photograph matched his face.<\/p>\n
The birth date matched my husband's.<\/p>\n
The address was the lake house.<\/p>\n
The detective turned the license over.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis was issued four months ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI renewed it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou cannot renew a dead man's license.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man smiled faintly.<\/p>\n
\u201cI'm standing here.\u201d<\/p>\n
One of the detectives searched his second phone.<\/p>\n
There were photographs of the lake house.<\/p>\n
The cottage.<\/p>\n
The title office.<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long have you been watching me?\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
The detective scrolled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are messages from someone saved as D.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs D my son?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
I stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnswer me.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective stopped me.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet us handle this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. This man broke into my home, used my husband's identity and helped someone borrow hundreds of thousands of dollars against my property. I deserve an answer.\u201d<\/p>\n
The stranger looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always were stronger than Thomas believed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Something about the way he said Thomas's name bothered me.<\/p>\n
He sounded familiar.<\/p>\n
But not like Thomas.<\/p>\n
My husband had a warmth in his voice even when angry.<\/p>\n
This man sounded harder.<\/p>\n
Older somehow.<\/p>\n
Then I remembered something.<\/p>\n
A photograph from Thomas's desk.<\/p>\n
Two boys beside an old truck.<\/p>\n
Identical.<\/p>\n
I had once asked who they were.<\/p>\n
Thomas took the photograph from my hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy brother died when we were young.\u201d<\/p>\n
He never mentioned him again.<\/p>\n
I looked at the stranger.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're not Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
His smile disappeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat makes you certain?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas was right-handed.\u201d<\/p>\n
He said nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen he was nervous, he rubbed the scar above his eye with his right thumb.\u201d<\/p>\n
I watched his hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou keep touching yours with your left.\u201d<\/p>\n
His eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Thomas hated folding knives.\u201d<\/p>\n
The knife remained visible on the evidence table.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was cut with one as a child.\u201d<\/p>\n
The man looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was your brother's name?\u201d<\/p>\n
His answer came quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cEdward.\u201d<\/p>\n
The name struck something buried deep inside me.<\/p>\n
Thomas had once shouted it in his sleep.<\/p>\n
I had woken him.<\/p>\n
He claimed he remembered nothing.<\/p>\n
I stared at the stranger.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're Edward Collins.\u201d<\/p>\n
He slowly raised his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy brother told me you were dead,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd my brother told me he would never marry.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective stepped closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cEdward Collins, you are being detained on suspicion of identity fraud, burglary and financial crimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Edward laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think I created all of this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou appeared before a lender using a dead man's identity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did what Daniel paid me to do.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words landed harder than anything else.<\/p>\n
My son had known.<\/p>\n
I looked at Edward.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much did Daniel pay you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFifty thousand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo impersonate Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo sign documents, pose for photographs and provide fingerprints.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThose fingerprints should not have matched.\u201d<\/p>\n
Edward's smile returned.<\/p>\n
\u201cIdentical twins share faces. Not fingerprints.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detectives exchanged a glance.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen how were the fingerprints accepted?\u201d the woman asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should ask the notary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cArthur Bennett?\u201d<\/p>\n
Edward smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did more than notarize a document.\u201d<\/p>\n
The detective stepped away to make a call.<\/p>\n
I stayed beside the vehicle.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did Daniel find you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe searched.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would he search for a man he believed was dead?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Thomas knew I was alive.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas told me you died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy brother lied when it suited him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could not answer.<\/p>\n
Edward leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lived with him for more than thirty years and never knew he had an identical twin. What would you call that?\u201d<\/p>\n
I had no answer.<\/p>\n
He told me they grew up outside Wilmington.<\/p>\n
Their father had owned a repair shop.<\/p>\n
Their home had been violent.<\/p>\n
Thomas escaped.<\/p>\n
Edward did not.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened between you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe blamed me for something I didn't do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Edward looked toward the detectives.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat story is not free.\u201d<\/p>\n
He was taken away.<\/p>\n
Before the vehicle door closed, he looked directly at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAsk Daniel what was inside Thomas's safe-deposit box.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then the vehicle disappeared down the road.<\/p>\n
Claire arrived before midnight.<\/p>\n
She brought an overnight bag.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're not staying alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know where Daniel is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe police are looking for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVanessa?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire nodded.<\/p>\n
Then she said something that made the room tilt.<\/p>\n
\u201cLily is missing.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVanessa checked her out of the hotel.\u201d<\/p>\n
I called Lily.<\/p>\n
Straight to voicemail.<\/p>\n
Again.<\/p>\n
Nothing.<\/p>\n
I had promised that child she would always be safe.<\/p>\n
Now she was somewhere with the woman who had forged my signature.<\/p>\n
Then my phone rang.<\/p>\n
Unknown number.<\/p>\n
I answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n
Breathing.<\/p>\n
Then a whisper.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLily?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know where I am.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you hurt?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you with your mother?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan she hear you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. I'm in a bathroom.\u201d<\/p>\n
I signaled Claire.<\/p>\n
She alerted the officers.<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me what you can see.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA small window.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything outside?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrees.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes it look like a hotel?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. It's an old house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWho else is there?\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandpa Arthur.\u201d<\/p>\n
My blood went cold.<\/p>\n
Vanessa's father.<\/p>\n
The man who had notarized the fraudulent deed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe one who did the paperwork?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is your father?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe's not here.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did your mother say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said Grandpa ruined everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I heard voices.<\/p>\n
Lily whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey're fighting about money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are they saying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom says they need your signature before midnight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy signature on what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Someone struck the bathroom door.<\/p>\n
\u201cLily?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOpen the door,\u201d Vanessa called.<\/p>\n
Lily began crying.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma, I'm scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cListen to me. Put the phone somewhere hidden. Open the door. Keep the call connected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't want to go with her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe police are listening.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPromise?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI promise.\u201d<\/p>\n
The lock clicked.<\/p>\n
The phone was placed on a hard surface.<\/p>\n
Then Vanessa's voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing in here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy stomach hurts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou've been in here too long.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGive me the phone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't have one.\u201d<\/p>\n
A sharp sound cracked through the call.<\/p>\n
I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
Claire grabbed my wrist.<\/p>\n
The detective beside us whispered into his radio.<\/p>\n
Vanessa's voice became cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cDon't lie to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Furniture scraped.<\/p>\n
Then Arthur spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cLeave the girl alone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe called Margaret.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn't mean she called again.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe knows too much.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily was crying.<\/p>\n
Arthur said the lender was asking questions.<\/p>\n
The title company had frozen the remaining transfer.<\/p>\n
Edward had been arrested.<\/p>\n
They needed my authorization.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen how do we get it?\u201d Vanessa asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe same way we got the deed.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe won't sign.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe doesn't need to.\u201d<\/p>\n
Paper rustled.<\/p>\n
Arthur continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe retirement documents only require two medical evaluations and a family declaration that she cannot manage her finances.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt cold.<\/p>\n
They were still planning to declare me incompetent.<\/p>\n
Even after selling the house, they wanted control of me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe first doctor refused,\u201d Vanessa said.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe second owes me money.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Vanessa's voice changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Daniel talks, we're finished.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe won't.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe followed Margaret to the mountains.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was supposed to frighten her, not warn her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked her for money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel has always been weak.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then Vanessa said something I almost missed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat didn't stop you from using him when Thomas died.\u201d<\/p>\n
Arthur answered sharply.<\/p>\n
\u201cBe careful.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou told Daniel it would look natural.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cStop talking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou said the medication would be out of his system before anyone tested\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
A crash interrupted her.<\/p>\n
The phone hit the floor.<\/p>\n
The call remained connected.<\/p>\n
I looked at the detective.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you hear that?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSomething about Thomas's medication.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe recorded it.\u201d<\/p>\n
A dispatcher spoke through the radio.<\/p>\n
The call had been traced to an abandoned farmhouse outside Statesville.<\/p>\n
Police were seventeen minutes away.<\/p>\n
I grabbed my coat.<\/p>\n
Claire blocked me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou're not going.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy granddaughter is inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe police will recover her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI promised her.\u201d<\/p>\n
An officer stood in front of the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat location may contain armed suspects.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don't care.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could make this harder.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy granddaughter thinks I abandoned her.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer studied my face.<\/p>\n
Then he spoke quietly into his radio.<\/p>\n
I was allowed to travel to a staging area.<\/p>\n
Not the farmhouse.<\/p>\n
The police surrounded the property.<\/p>\n
Blue lights flashed through the trees.<\/p>\n
The farmhouse was dark.<\/p>\n
Then a window upstairs opened.<\/p>\n
Lily's face appeared.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma!\u201d<\/p>\n
I moved forward.<\/p>\n
Two officers stopped me.<\/p>\n
Vanessa appeared behind Lily.<\/p>\n
She wrapped an arm around my granddaughter and pulled her away.<\/p>\n
The window slammed shut.<\/p>\n
Lily screamed.<\/p>\n
Then a gunshot sounded.<\/p>\n
Everyone dropped.<\/p>\n
A second shot followed.<\/p>\n
Then a third.<\/p>\n
Smoke began pouring from a downstairs window.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey've started a fire!\u201d<\/p>\n
Officers rushed toward the building.<\/p>\n
Firefighters moved in behind them.<\/p>\n
More gunfire echoed.<\/p>\n
Then an upstairs window shattered.<\/p>\n
An officer climbed onto the porch roof.<\/p>\n
Seconds later, Lily emerged through the smoke.<\/p>\n
I ran.<\/p>\n
She threw herself into my arms.<\/p>\n
Her cheek was red.<\/p>\n
Her wrists were bruised.<\/p>\n
But she was alive.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou came,\u201d she cried.<\/p>\n
\u201cI promised.\u201d<\/p>\n
Behind us, officers dragged Arthur from the farmhouse.<\/p>\n
Blood covered his shirt.<\/p>\n
He was conscious.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is Vanessa?\u201d an officer demanded.<\/p>\n
Arthur coughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cCellar.\u201d<\/p>\n
Police ran toward the rear of the property.<\/p>\n
A narrow tunnel opened near the trees.<\/p>\n
Vanessa was gone.<\/p>\n
Lily was taken to an ambulance.<\/p>\n
Caleb was safe with Vanessa's parents.<\/p>\n
Arthur was taken to a hospital under guard.<\/p>\n
Inside the farmhouse, investigators found forged identification documents, medical forms bearing my name, notary materials and photographs of my former house.<\/p>\n
They had been watching me for months.<\/p>\n
A timeline on one wall made my stomach turn.<\/p>\n
Phase One: establish Daniel's ownership.<\/p>\n
Phase Two: remove Margaret's control.<\/p>\n
Phase Three: transfer liquid assets.<\/p>\n
The cruise had not caused the plan.<\/p>\n
It had only revealed it.<\/p>\n
Before dawn, police arrested Daniel at a bus station.<\/p>\n
He had a ticket to Atlanta.<\/p>\n
He was carrying $27,000 in cash.<\/p>\n
Lily slept beside me at the hospital.<\/p>\n
I brushed her hair from her face.<\/p>\n
A detective approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe found documents from your husband's safe-deposit box in Daniel's luggage.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything important?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLetters.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo whom?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOne is addressed to Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
She handed me a sealed evidence sleeve.<\/p>\n
Thomas's handwriting covered the front.<\/p>\n
For Daniel \u2014 only after my death.<\/p>\n
The envelope had already been opened.<\/p>\n
The detective handed me copies.<\/p>\n
The first page contained a sentence that made my hands tremble.<\/p>\n
Your mother is the legal owner of the lake house after my death. This is deliberate.<\/p>\n
Thomas had protected my ownership.<\/p>\n
Then came the secret he had hidden from me.<\/p>\n
He had an identical twin.<\/p>\n
Edward was alive.<\/p>\n
And Thomas had warned Daniel never to trust him.<\/p>\n
I read the next page.<\/p>\n
Thomas said Edward had previously used his identity.<\/p>\n
He had threatened the family.<\/p>\n
He had tried to exploit old debts.<\/p>\n
Then came a sentence that made me stop.<\/p>\n
If Edward ever reaches your mother, do not let him convince her that blood gives him a right to what belongs to her.<\/p>\n
I lowered the pages.<\/p>\n
The detective watched me.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is more.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe found a second document.\u201d<\/p>\n
She placed it beside the letter.<\/p>\n
A birth record.<\/p>\n
It appeared to name Edward as Daniel's father.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat can't be true.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe're checking the state records.\u201d<\/p>\n
Lily stirred.<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandma?\u201d<\/p>\n
I folded the papers.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m here.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me with tired eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you going to leave me too?\u201d<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cNever.\u201d<\/p>\n
She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
I sat beside her until she slept.<\/p>\n
For the first time since the sale, I no longer cared about the lake house.<\/p>\n
I wanted the truth.<\/p>\n
Who had forged the deed?<\/p>\n
Why had Arthur been so determined to control me?<\/p>\n
Why had Thomas hidden Edward?<\/p>\n
And most frightening of all\u2014<\/p>\n
if the man who claimed to be Edward was not who he said he was, then who had been watching me from the beginning?<\/p>\n
For several seconds, nobody moved. The detectives stood between me and the man beneath the porch light. He looked like Thomas. Not similar. Not close. Like him. Same height. Same … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7649,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7652","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\/7652","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=7652"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7652\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7672,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7652\/revisions\/7672"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/7649"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=7652"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=7652"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/insightdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=7652"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}