Melissa answered on the fourth ring.<\/p>\n
For one second, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
I had rehearsed an opening while staring at Thomas\u2019s unopened envelope on my kitchen table.<\/p>\n
None of those words survived the sound of her voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cAunt Evelyn?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Another silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wasn\u2019t expecting you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s an understatement.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice had changed over the years.<\/p>\n
It was lower.<\/p>\n
More measured.<\/p>\n
But I could still hear Daniel in certain syllables.<\/p>\n
That hurt immediately.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have something that belongs to you,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA letter from Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
She did not respond.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wrote it before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
Still nothing.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt was never mailed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Finally she said, \u201cWhy are you calling me five years later?\u201d<\/p>\n
The question was fair.<\/p>\n
I looked toward Paige\u2019s envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I only received it now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is a longer story.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa gave a small, humorless laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cWith our family, they usually are.\u201d<\/p>\n
I deserved that too.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to open it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019d like to send it to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
She hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did Uncle Thomas write me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t read it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That seemed to matter.<\/p>\n
Her tone softened slightly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does the outside say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOnly your name and old address.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat was Dad\u2019s apartment.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her answer was sharp.<\/p>\n
I said nothing.<\/p>\n
Melissa continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou visited twice.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s true.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou hated that place.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hated that Daniel was living there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew the difference.\u201d<\/p>\n
The old pain arrived quickly.<\/p>\n
There had always been too many versions of Daniel.<\/p>\n
My brother.<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s father.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s business partner.<\/p>\n
The man who borrowed too much.<\/p>\n
The man who made everyone laugh.<\/p>\n
The man I tried to save until Thomas began stopping me.<\/p>\n
After Daniel died, Melissa had accused me of acting relieved.<\/p>\n
I accused her of shutting everyone out.<\/p>\n
We never recovered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not calling to argue about your father,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to send you Thomas\u2019s letter.\u201d<\/p>\n
She gave me an address.<\/p>\n
Different state.<\/p>\n
Different life.<\/p>\n
I wrote it down.<\/p>\n
Before we ended the call, I said, \u201cMelissa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere is something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father once owned part of a building with Thomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat building?\u201d<\/p>\n
I gave the address.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that place.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad took me there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen I was little.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he say he owned it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said it was his future.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hand tightened around the pen.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMelissa\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was ten.\u201d<\/p>\n
I took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas ended up owning the whole property.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m aware.\u201d<\/p>\n
This time, I was the silent one.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad told me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat exactly did he tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he sold his share to Uncle Thomas because he owed money.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words were accurate enough to unsettle me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he tell you how much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he blame Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That surprised me more.<\/p>\n
Melissa said, \u201cHe blamed himself.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her tone sharpened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t know a lot about Dad\u2019s last years.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did not defend myself.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m beginning to understand that.\u201d<\/p>\n
That changed something on the other end.<\/p>\n
Not forgiveness.<\/p>\n
But perhaps surprise.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll mail the letter tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Melissa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf it says anything involving the building, call me.\u201d<\/p>\n
She laughed once.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I own it now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d<\/p>\n
I heard something in her voice I could not identify.<\/p>\n
Resentment.<\/p>\n
Recognition.<\/p>\n
Maybe both.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll call if I need to.\u201d<\/p>\n
She ended the conversation.<\/p>\n
The next morning, I sent the envelope by tracked delivery.<\/p>\n
Then I waited.<\/p>\n
Waiting, I discovered, is harder when you have enough money to solve most practical problems but none of the emotional ones.<\/p>\n
I went to the library.<\/p>\n
Watered herbs.<\/p>\n
Met Ruth for lunch.<\/p>\n
Checked the tracking number twice.<\/p>\n
The letter arrived two days later at 2:14 in the afternoon.<\/p>\n
Melissa did not call.<\/p>\n
At seven, nothing.<\/p>\n
At nine, nothing.<\/p>\n
The next morning, Graham came by to repair the porch railing.<\/p>\n
He had offered.<\/p>\n
I had agreed.<\/p>\n
That distinction still mattered to both of us.<\/p>\n
He was halfway through replacing a loose board when he asked, \u201cHave you heard from Melissa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think she opened it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe tracking says delivered.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not what I asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
He tightened a screw.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad liked her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cVery much.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe stopped coming around after Uncle Daniel died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWith everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n
Graham looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father\u2019s death was not my first experience with grief.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sat back on his heels.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened with Melissa?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believed Daniel had ruined himself while she enabled him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was what, twenty?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-three.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems young.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt does now.\u201d<\/p>\n
He waited.<\/p>\n
I did not like what memory was doing.<\/p>\n
At Daniel\u2019s funeral, Melissa had been nearly unable to stand.<\/p>\n
Three days later, I discovered she had paid one of his overdue utility accounts.<\/p>\n
I told her she could not continue cleaning up his messes after death.<\/p>\n
She told me I had spent years doing exactly that while he was alive.<\/p>\n
I slapped the kitchen counter so hard a glass fell.<\/p>\n
Then I told her she sounded like her father.<\/p>\n
She told me I sounded relieved he was dead.<\/p>\n
Those were the last meaningful words we exchanged.<\/p>\n
\u201cI said things I regret.\u201d<\/p>\n
Graham returned to the railing.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat seems common around here.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father wrote something in his safe-deposit file about Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted half the building\u2019s net income used for something Daniel would have been proud of.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLike what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTraining. Trades. Carpentry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUncle Daniel taught shop, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Graham nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe built my toy chest.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had forgotten.<\/p>\n
A cedar chest with crooked brass handles.<\/p>\n
Thomas teased Daniel because one corner never sat flat.<\/p>\n
Graham kept it through college.<\/p>\n
\u201cI still have it,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe chest.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGarage.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father would be furious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told Daniel it wouldn\u2019t last five years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat thing survived three moves and Owen jumping off it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed harder.<\/p>\n
Then Graham said, \u201cMaybe that\u2019s what Dad meant.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot saving people.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cGiving them tools.\u201d<\/p>\n
The phrase struck me.<\/p>\n
Tools.<\/p>\n
Daniel had been terrible with money.<\/p>\n
But excellent with wood.<\/p>\n
He could take a frightened teenager who thought he was stupid and teach him to frame a wall straight.<\/p>\n
He used to say practical work gave people somewhere to put their mistakes.<\/p>\n
I had not thought about that in decades.<\/p>\n
My phone rang.<\/p>\n
Melissa.<\/p>\n
I went inside.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her breathing sounded uneven.<\/p>\n
\u201cI read it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you all right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
The answer was so immediate I did not know what to say.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe apologized.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa began to cry.<\/p>\n
Not quietly.<\/p>\n
Not politely.<\/p>\n
The sound dragged years out of both of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cMelissa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew Dad was sick.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew before you did.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hand went cold around the phone.<\/p>\n
\u201cSick how?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou really don\u2019t know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She stopped crying just long enough to breathe.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad had cancer.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat back down.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Daniel died from pneumonia.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what you were told.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart pounded.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had lung cancer.\u201d<\/p>\n
I could not understand the words.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was diagnosed eight months before he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUncle Thomas knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad told him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa laughed through tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know why.\u201d<\/p>\n
I did.<\/p>\n
I hated that I did.<\/p>\n
Because I would have tried to fix everything.<\/p>\n
Because Daniel did not want another person making his decisions.<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas promised not to tell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat bastard.\u201d<\/p>\n
I said it before remembering my husband was dead.<\/p>\n
Melissa laughed unexpectedly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wrote that you might call him that.\u201d<\/p>\n
I covered my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else did the letter say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he regretted agreeing to keep it from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did he?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Daniel refuse treatment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe had treatment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCounty hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did I not know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe told you he was working out of town.\u201d<\/p>\n
Memory returned.<\/p>\n
Daniel disappearing for weeks.<\/p>\n
Saying he had taken contract jobs.<\/p>\n
Looking thinner.<\/p>\n
Wearing hats indoors.<\/p>\n
I had believed what he offered because Thomas told me Daniel needed space.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe lied to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa said quietly, \u201cHe was ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf cancer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf needing help.\u201d<\/p>\n
My eyes filled.<\/p>\n
Thomas\u2019s letter apparently explained that Daniel feared becoming another obligation Evelyn would carry until she broke herself.<\/p>\n
So he chose Thomas.<\/p>\n
Not me.<\/p>\n
He borrowed.<\/p>\n
He hid the diagnosis.<\/p>\n
He arranged his own treatment.<\/p>\n
When he got worse, he asked Thomas to promise one more thing.<\/p>\n
Do not let Evie turn my dying into her responsibility.<\/p>\n
I pressed my fist against my mouth.<\/p>\n
The sentence sounded like him.<\/p>\n
Cruel and loving at once.<\/p>\n
Melissa continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cUncle Thomas wrote that Dad\u2019s share of the building wasn\u2019t taken from him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe asked Thomas to clear the debts because he wanted me free of them.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat part I did not know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad signed everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI found the documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe knew what he was doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believe that now.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a long silence.<\/p>\n
Then Melissa said, \u201cThere\u2019s something else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUncle Thomas said Dad wanted part of his old ownership to come back to me someday.\u201d<\/p>\n
My body went still.<\/p>\n
\u201cAs money?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe didn\u2019t specify.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Thomas?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wrote that he intended to set something aside.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared toward the window.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes the letter mention an account?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My heart quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt says he created a separate education account in my name and funded it with part of Dad\u2019s former share.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter Dad died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever receive it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe letter says two hundred thousand dollars.\u201d<\/p>\n
I gripped the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cMelissa.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas never mentioned that account in his estate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI assumed you knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did not.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a long silence.<\/p>\n
Then Melissa whispered, \u201cWhere is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked toward Thomas\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
For weeks, every hidden document had led to another attempt by someone to protect another person through secrecy.<\/p>\n
Now the secret had become more than emotional.<\/p>\n
Two hundred thousand dollars may have been intended for my niece.<\/p>\n
And if Thomas had created that account, I needed to find it.<\/p>\n
Not because Melissa had asked.<\/p>\n
She had not.<\/p>\n
Because after years of people deciding what others should know, what others should receive and when they were ready to receive it, I was finished participating in that pattern.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll find out,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
Melissa\u2019s voice hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want charity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThis isn\u2019t charity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want your lottery money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not offering it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what are you saying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m saying if your father left something through Thomas, it belongs in the truth before it belongs anywhere else.\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
Then, very quietly:<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n
After we hung up, Graham came inside.<\/p>\n
He saw my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel had cancer.\u201d<\/p>\n
He froze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
I told him.<\/p>\n
Thomas knew.<\/p>\n
Melissa knew.<\/p>\n
I did not.<\/p>\n
When I finished, Graham sat across from me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad kept that from you too?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Uncle Daniel asked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward Thomas\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know what to think about him anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
Graham frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t have to choose between saint and villain.\u201d<\/p>\n
He considered that.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo he loved people and made terrible decisions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s inconvenient.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExtremely.\u201d<\/p>\n
I told him about the missing two hundred thousand.<\/p>\n
His face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnother account.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cApparently.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think Leonard knows?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m about to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n
Leonard answered immediately.<\/p>\n
This time, when I mentioned Melissa\u2019s education account, he did not hesitate.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know about it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course you do.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere is it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt should still exist.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShould?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThomas opened it under the Uniform Transfers to Minors Act when Melissa was younger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was already in her twenties when Daniel died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen I\u2019m misremembering the structure.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLeonard.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLet me check.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
He stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am done waiting for people to check privately.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want everything you have involving Thomas, Daniel, Melissa, the building, the reserve accounts and every trust or company either of them touched.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat could be boxes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd Leonard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you decide something is irrelevant, include it anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a pause.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou really have changed.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked around my yellow kitchen.<\/p>\n
\u201cI finally stopped accepting other people\u2019s decisions as explanations.\u201d<\/p>\n
Melissa answered on the fourth ring. For one second, neither of us spoke. I had rehearsed an opening while staring at Thomas\u2019s unopened envelope on my kitchen table. None of … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10518,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10531","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-feel-one-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10531","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10531"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10531\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10575,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10531\/revisions\/10575"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10518"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10531"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10531"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10531"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}