Emily refused to believe the signature at first.<\/p>\n
Not emotionally.<\/p>\n
Literally.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not his.\u201d<\/p>\n
She examined the copy on Keene\u2019s conference-room table.<\/p>\n
Then she zoomed in on the scan.<\/p>\n
Her expression changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus signed his M with three sharp upward strokes.<\/p>\n
Emily had seen it on birthday cards.<\/p>\n
School forms.<\/p>\n
Mortgage papers.<\/p>\n
Thirty-four years of ordinary life.<\/p>\n
Now the same signature sat beneath language transferring me into the Morgan household.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he know?\u201d she asked.<\/p>\n
Keene answered carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what we need to establish.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus agreed to meet investigators immediately.<\/p>\n
Unlike Dad, he brought no attorney.<\/p>\n
That worried Keene.<\/p>\n
It worried Emily more.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou need a lawyer,\u201d she told him.<\/p>\n
Marcus looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I committed something criminal, a lawyer can meet me afterward.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was not legally sensible.<\/p>\n
But emotionally, I understood what he meant.<\/p>\n
He was done hiding.<\/p>\n
We watched through glass.<\/p>\n
Marcus looked older than Diane, broad-shouldered, gray-haired, with hands shaped by years of carpentry.<\/p>\n
Keene placed the contract in front of him.<\/p>\n
Marcus closed his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cI wondered when that would turn up.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily whispered, \u201cGod.\u201d<\/p>\n
Keene asked him to explain.<\/p>\n
Marcus and Diane had met Morrow because they wanted to adopt.<\/p>\n
Morrow presented himself as someone who helped families navigate private placements.<\/p>\n
When Emily became available, they asked few questions.<\/p>\n
Too few.<\/p>\n
They signed papers.<\/p>\n
Paid fees.<\/p>\n
Took home a premature baby.<\/p>\n
Then Samuel appeared.<\/p>\n
Marcus thought he was a threat.<\/p>\n
Samuel proved paternity privately.<\/p>\n
He did not demand Emily back.<\/p>\n
Instead, he asked for contact.<\/p>\n
Marcus reluctantly agreed.<\/p>\n
Over time, they became almost friends.<\/p>\n
Not close.<\/p>\n
But respectful.<\/p>\n
Then Caroline became pregnant with me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCaroline was already pregnant,\u201d Keene corrected.<\/p>\n
Marcus nodded.<\/p>\n
He meant when Morrow revealed another baby would soon need placement.<\/p>\n
Me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMorrow asked you to witness Jessica\u2019s transfer?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause Diane and I had already gone through the process. He said the Morgans needed reassurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know the transfer was illegal?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus stared at the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew it wasn\u2019t normal.\u201d<\/p>\n
That phrase carried weight.<\/p>\n
Not normal.<\/p>\n
The refuge of people who know something is wrong but prefer not to name it.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you know about Jessica\u2019s biological parents?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew Caroline.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know Samuel was the father?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus hesitated.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily turned away from the glass.<\/p>\n
I stayed.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Samuel consent to Jessica\u2019s placement?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
There it was.<\/p>\n
Marcus knew my father wanted me.<\/p>\n
He signed anyway.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMorrow said Samuel was unstable.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
The same tool.<\/p>\n
Unstable.<\/p>\n
Reckless.<\/p>\n
Dangerous.<\/p>\n
Words used whenever somebody stood between Dad and what he wanted.<\/p>\n
Marcus said Morrow claimed Samuel intended to use me as leverage against Caroline.<\/p>\n
Diane did not believe him.<\/p>\n
Marcus partly did.<\/p>\n
Then Dad visited.<\/p>\n
He talked about Margaret losing a baby.<\/p>\n
About their empty nursery.<\/p>\n
About giving me a safe home.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe seemed sincere.\u201d<\/p>\n
I whispered, \u201cHe probably was.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily looked at me.<\/p>\n
Dad might genuinely have wanted me.<\/p>\n
That was what made everything harder.<\/p>\n
Wanting a child did not erase stealing her.<\/p>\n
Marcus signed.<\/p>\n
Then Samuel discovered it.<\/p>\n
He was furious.<\/p>\n
Their relationship nearly ended.<\/p>\n
Marcus apologized.<\/p>\n
Samuel never fully forgave him.<\/p>\n
Still, he continued seeing Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know Samuel planned to expose Morrow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he tell you about the lake?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he tell you Richard was involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEventually.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then came the night of the crash.<\/p>\n
Marcus was not there.<\/p>\n
Diane was.<\/p>\n
She came home shaking.<\/p>\n
Told him Samuel was hurt.<\/p>\n
Morrow had threatened to expose the adoption.<\/p>\n
Marcus wanted to call police.<\/p>\n
Diane begged him not to.<\/p>\n
He waited until morning.<\/p>\n
Then called anonymously.<\/p>\n
By then Samuel was dead.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou could have reported what Diane saw.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus began crying.<\/p>\n
Not dramatically.<\/p>\n
His shoulders simply folded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was afraid they\u2019d take Emily.\u201d<\/p>\n
Behind the glass, Emily said nothing.<\/p>\n
Same fear.<\/p>\n
Different parent.<\/p>\n
Protect the child by hiding truth.<\/p>\n
The cycle repeated so often it felt inherited.<\/p>\n
Marcus admitted accepting money from unknown sources.<\/p>\n
He told himself it was support Samuel had arranged before dying.<\/p>\n
Later he suspected Dad.<\/p>\n
Still he kept it.<\/p>\n
He paid for Emily\u2019s college.<\/p>\n
Helped with her first home.<\/p>\n
Covered medical bills.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought if I refused, Richard would know we were turning against him.\u201d<\/p>\n
Keene asked why Marcus never told Emily.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause by the time she was old enough, every year of silence made the truth worse.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Ryan through my memory.<\/p>\n
Every year made the next one worse.<\/p>\n
Different man.<\/p>\n
Same trap.<\/p>\n
Cowardice compounds.<\/p>\n
Marcus said he had planned to tell Emily after Diane became ill several years earlier.<\/p>\n
Then Diane recovered.<\/p>\n
He postponed again.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you know Jessica existed?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you ever try to contact her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus looked toward the observation glass.<\/p>\n
Though he could not see us, it felt as if he were looking directly at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I had already interfered in her life once. I told myself doing nothing was safer.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily left the room.<\/p>\n
I followed.<\/p>\n
She walked to the end of the corridor and stood facing a blank wall.<\/p>\n
\u201cSay it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he loved me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe did.\u201d<\/p>\n
She turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t help.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat he was scared.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t help either.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
She wiped her face angrily.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are all of them like this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re not.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cName one.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought.<\/p>\n
Lila.<\/p>\n
Keene, professionally.<\/p>\n
Grace.<\/p>\n
Not fair.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s seven.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily laughed through tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe may be the most functional person in this family.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I said, \u201cSamuel tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe waited too long.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEvelyn tried.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe waited too long.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRyan?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrying now.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cCaroline?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrying now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBella?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTrying now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily sighed.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s a lot of late people.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is.\u201d<\/p>\n
We sat on the hallway floor because neither of us cared anymore about appearances.<\/p>\n
Eventually Marcus came out.<\/p>\n
He saw Emily.<\/p>\n
Stopped.<\/p>\n
She stood.<\/p>\n
For several seconds, they simply looked at each other.<\/p>\n
Then Emily asked, \u201cWas I happy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus looked confused.<\/p>\n
\u201cAs a child.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot because you needed me to be.\u201d<\/p>\n
His face broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You were.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat matters.\u201d<\/p>\n
He began to speak.<\/p>\n
She raised one hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut it doesn\u2019t erase this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou signed Jessica away knowing Samuel wanted her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou hid what happened to Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou took money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou lied to me for thirty-four years.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus did not ask forgiveness.<\/p>\n
That probably saved whatever relationship remained.<\/p>\n
Emily said she needed time.<\/p>\n
He nodded.<\/p>\n
Then left alone.<\/p>\n
The investigation into the adoption widened.<\/p>\n
Morrow had facilitated at least nine questionable infant placements during that period.<\/p>\n
Not all criminal.<\/p>\n
Several were.<\/p>\n
A system built on desperate mothers, infertile couples, missing paperwork and people too afraid to ask questions.<\/p>\n
My birth was not unique.<\/p>\n
That knowledge disturbed me in a new way.<\/p>\n
For weeks, the story had felt impossibly personal.<\/p>\n
Now it was also structural.<\/p>\n
Morrow did not invent desperation.<\/p>\n
He monetized it.<\/p>\n
Dad did not invent secrecy.<\/p>\n
He weaponized it.<\/p>\n
Helen did not invent fraudulent documents.<\/p>\n
She legitimized them.<\/p>\n
Every person performed one piece.<\/p>\n
Together they created a machine.<\/p>\n
Lila warned me not to let the broader scandal consume my case.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour priority is Grace.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s fine.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cToday.\u201d<\/p>\n
That word mattered.<\/p>\n
Today.<\/p>\n
Grace\u2019s school counselor reported she was quieter than usual.<\/p>\n
Not distressed.<\/p>\n
Observant.<\/p>\n
She had heard fragments.<\/p>\n
Adults whispered.<\/p>\n
Phones rang.<\/p>\n
Names appeared.<\/p>\n
I scheduled another therapist session.<\/p>\n
Grace drew a family tree.<\/p>\n
Not because the therapist asked.<\/p>\n
Because she wanted to.<\/p>\n
At the bottom: Grace.<\/p>\n
Above her: Mom and Ryan.<\/p>\n
Above me, she drew three lines.<\/p>\n
Margaret.<\/p>\n
Caroline.<\/p>\n
Samuel.<\/p>\n
Then she frowned.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo I draw Grandma Margaret?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut she\u2019s not your real mom.\u201d<\/p>\n
I took a breath.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe really raised me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEven though she lied?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan somebody be real and lie?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the therapist.<\/p>\n
She did not rescue me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grace considered that.<\/p>\n
Then drew Margaret with a dotted line.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s family, but complicated.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cFair.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Grace added Bella.<\/p>\n
Solid line.<\/p>\n
Emily.<\/p>\n
Dotted at first.<\/p>\n
Then she erased it and drew solid.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t do anything bad.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought about that.<\/p>\n
Children create moral systems faster than courts.<\/p>\n
When the session ended, Ryan walked us to the car.<\/p>\n
He had been invited for the last fifteen minutes.<\/p>\n
Grace asked if he could come to her school art night.<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
I said, \u201cIf she wants you there.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI do.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then she added, \u201cBut don\u2019t stand with Grandma if she comes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Margaret would not come.<\/p>\n
Her bail conditions prevented contact.<\/p>\n
Grace did not know the legal details.<\/p>\n
She only knew boundaries.<\/p>\n
Ryan nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cI won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Later, Keene called.<\/p>\n
Morrow had begun talking.<\/p>\n
Not fully cooperating.<\/p>\n
Strategically admitting lesser conduct while blaming Dad for Samuel\u2019s death.<\/p>\n
He claimed Dad\u2014not he\u2014made the final decision not to call an ambulance.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says he only damaged the brakes to scare Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at Keene.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you damage brakes to scare someone without risking death?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cExactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
Morrow insisted Samuel\u2019s crash was supposed to force him into negotiations.<\/p>\n
He said Dad followed to recover documents.<\/p>\n
When they found Samuel alive, Dad wanted him left there.<\/p>\n
Morrow claimed he went down to help.<\/p>\n
Diane\u2019s statement contradicted that.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about the blood on his sleeve?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says he checked Samuel\u2019s injuries.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd \u2018now he can\u2019t\u2019?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe denies saying it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConvenient.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then Keene mentioned something else.<\/p>\n
Morrow claimed Samuel was still alive when they left.<\/p>\n
I sat forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe says Samuel was conscious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor how long?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUnknown.\u201d<\/p>\n
If true, the anonymous emergency call might have mattered.<\/p>\n
The timeline was being reconstructed from dispatch logs.<\/p>\n
The call came twenty-eight minutes after the estimated crash.<\/p>\n
Ambulance arrived thirteen minutes later.<\/p>\n
Samuel was pronounced dead at the scene.<\/p>\n
Forty-one minutes.<\/p>\n
Maybe he died immediately after Morrow left.<\/p>\n
Maybe not.<\/p>\n
Keene would not speculate.<\/p>\n
Then he said the original paramedic was alive.<\/p>\n
They found him.<\/p>\n
Retired in Ohio.<\/p>\n
His memory was surprisingly clear because the crash had bothered him for years.<\/p>\n
Samuel had no pulse when they arrived.<\/p>\n
But his injuries, in the paramedic\u2019s opinion, might not have been immediately fatal.<\/p>\n
He remembered something else.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s seat belt was unfastened.<\/p>\n
At first they assumed he had not worn it.<\/p>\n
But bruising showed he had.<\/p>\n
Someone had removed it after impact.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Keene said the paramedic had wondered the same thing.<\/p>\n
Samuel\u2019s jacket pockets were turned partly inside out.<\/p>\n
Wallet missing.<\/p>\n
Documents gone.<\/p>\n
The crash scene had been searched before emergency crews arrived.<\/p>\n
We already knew that.<\/p>\n
But then the paramedic described one detail not in the report.<\/p>\n
There was a child\u2019s photograph on the passenger-side floor.<\/p>\n
A baby.<\/p>\n
On the back, handwritten:<\/p>\n
Jessica \u2014 7 weeks.<\/p>\n
My photograph.<\/p>\n
Samuel had been carrying it the night he died.<\/p>\n
Someone left it behind.<\/p>\n
Maybe intentionally.<\/p>\n
Maybe overlooked.<\/p>\n
Police kept it with evidence.<\/p>\n
Keene recovered it from archives.<\/p>\n
He handed it to me the next day.<\/p>\n
The photograph was faded.<\/p>\n
I was wrapped in a white blanket.<\/p>\n
Eyes closed.<\/p>\n
Tiny fist beside my cheek.<\/p>\n
On the back, beneath my name, Samuel had written another line.<\/p>\n
If I don\u2019t get there in time, tell her I was coming.<\/p>\n
I sat in my car afterward and cried harder than I had since Christmas.<\/p>\n
Not because Samuel was perfect.<\/p>\n
He wasn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
Not because love erased delay.<\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n
But because so many people had told stories about who wanted me.<\/p>\n
Who abandoned me.<\/p>\n
Who saved me.<\/p>\n
The photograph was the first thing that asked nothing.<\/p>\n
It simply proved Samuel had been carrying me with him.<\/p>\n
That evening, Emily came over.<\/p>\n
Grace was at Marisol\u2019s.<\/p>\n
I showed her the photograph.<\/p>\n
Emily cried too.<\/p>\n
Then she handed me a small envelope.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus gave it to me before he left.\u201d<\/p>\n
Inside was a key.<\/p>\n
Another key.<\/p>\n
I almost laughed.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat is it with dead men and keys?\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily smiled weakly.<\/p>\n
\u201cNot Samuel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Marcus had included a note.<\/p>\n
Morrow once gave him access to a bank box when Emily was an infant.<\/p>\n
Marcus never opened it.<\/p>\n
He kept the key out of fear.<\/p>\n
The institution still existed.<\/p>\n
Investigators obtained permission.<\/p>\n
Inside was no money.<\/p>\n
No property deed.<\/p>\n
Just one document.<\/p>\n
An original birth certificate.<\/p>\n
Not mine.<\/p>\n
Emily\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Mother: Margaret Morgan.<\/p>\n
Father: Samuel Mercer.<\/p>\n
I stared.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n
Emily nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cCaroline gave birth to me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo Margaret gave birth to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
According to the document.<\/p>\n
But every other record said Mom\u2019s baby had been transferred and adopted as Emily.<\/p>\n
Which meant the entire assumption about which newborn belonged to which woman might be wrong.<\/p>\n
Keene looked at both of us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need DNA tests.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room went silent.<\/p>\n
If the birth certificate was genuine, Emily was Margaret\u2019s biological daughter.<\/p>\n
And if hospital records had been switched deliberately, then the woman I called my biological mother might not be my biological mother at all.<\/p>\n
Emily refused to believe the signature at first. Not emotionally. Literally. \u201cThat\u2019s not his.\u201d She examined the copy on Keene\u2019s conference-room table. Then she zoomed in on the scan. Her … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3179,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3197","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\/3197","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=3197"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3197\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3223,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3197\/revisions\/3223"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3179"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3197"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3197"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feelonestory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3197"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}