The preservation order reached the building too late to stop Leonard.<\/p>\n
By the time the manager locked the basement access door, the storage unit had already been opened.<\/p>\n
Two boxes were gone.<\/p>\n
Possibly more.<\/p>\n
Nobody knew.<\/p>\n
The first police officer who arrived treated the incident cautiously.<\/p>\n
Leonard had not forced entry.<\/p>\n
The storage locker belonged to Barbara.<\/p>\n
If she had given him permission, entering the basement itself might not constitute burglary.<\/p>\n
What mattered was what he removed and why.<\/p>\n
Sterling explained that twice.<\/p>\n
The officer wrote everything down.<\/p>\n
I watched from across the street.<\/p>\n
I had no intention of entering Barbara\u2019s building.<\/p>\n
Not because I was afraid of her.<\/p>\n
Because I had learned that being physically present in the wrong place at the wrong time created opportunities for people who enjoyed rewriting facts.<\/p>\n
Mark stayed away.<\/p>\n
That surprised me.<\/p>\n
He called Sterling instead of me and asked what he should do.<\/p>\n
Sterling told him nothing.<\/p>\n
So Mark did nothing.<\/p>\n
It may have been the first useful act of restraint I had seen from him in years.<\/p>\n
Daniel reached the building shortly before noon.<\/p>\n
He photographed the locker.<\/p>\n
Then called us.<\/p>\n
\u201cSomeone searched this place fast.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat in Sterling\u2019s office listening through speakerphone.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBoxes opened. Folders pulled out. A shelf knocked over.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLeonard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSecurity footage?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe enters at 6:18 a.m. Leaves at 6:37.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNineteen minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough time?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf he knew exactly what he wanted.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling asked, \u201cAnything left behind?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPlenty.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything useful?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
I leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cDad\u2019s records?\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel paused.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere are files labeled with Mark\u2019s father\u2019s name.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse jumped.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
I knew that.<\/p>\n
Still, I hated hearing it.<\/p>\n
Daniel continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cBarbara owns the locker. We can preserve evidence connected to an active financial investigation, but we don\u2019t get to empty her property because we\u2019re curious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat can we inspect?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaterial that appears directly related to disputed accounts or documents already under investigation.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling said, \u201cPhotograph labels. Preserve anything tied to Sarah, Mark, the apartment, or Leonard.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel agreed.<\/p>\n
For three hours we heard nothing.<\/p>\n
Then he called back.<\/p>\n
His voice had changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cI found a ledger.\u201d<\/p>\n
My skin prickled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHandwritten.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarbara\u2019s handwriting?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling said, \u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInside a sealed banker\u2019s envelope marked TAXES 2019.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds intentionally mislabeled.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt gets better.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s in it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNames.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than thirty.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Sterling.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat names?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome people. Some companies. Dollar amounts beside each.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs mine there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMark?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLeonard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarbara?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer bothered me.<\/p>\n
\u201cRead my entry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019d rather not over the phone.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDaniel.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling said, \u201cRead it.\u201d<\/p>\n
Paper rustled.<\/p>\n
\u201cSarah Carter. Forty-eight thousand. House.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
Mark\u2019s entry was next.<\/p>\n
\u201cMark Carter. Thirty-four thousand. Unit fourteen.\u201d<\/p>\n
The apartment.<\/p>\n
I leaned both hands on the desk.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about the eleven-eight account under my maiden name?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot seeing that amount exactly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cKeep looking.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel went quiet.<\/p>\n
Then, \u201cThere\u2019s an entry with your maiden name.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does it say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEleven-eight. Bridge.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBridge?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling wrote the word down.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnything else beside it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA small letter L.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLeonard?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at the wall.<\/p>\n
Every number we had found now appeared in Barbara\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
The ledger connected them.<\/p>\n
But the phrase House disturbed me most.<\/p>\n
The forty-eight thousand had not been random.<\/p>\n
It had been assigned a purpose.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does House mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling said, \u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means my house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was forty-eight thousand supposed to accomplish?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe still don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel interrupted.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s another entry.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan.\u201d<\/p>\n
The office seemed to narrow around me.<\/p>\n
I stopped breathing.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHis name is here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling\u2019s face hardened.<\/p>\n
\u201cRead exactly what\u2019s written.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel did.<\/p>\n
\u201cEthan Carter. Twenty-one. Future.\u201d<\/p>\n
My hands went cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cTwenty-one thousand?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot necessarily.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat else could it mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCould be a date. Account code. Age.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ethan was eight.<\/p>\n
Future.<\/p>\n
My mind moved too quickly.<\/p>\n
Education account.<\/p>\n
Custodial account.<\/p>\n
Insurance.<\/p>\n
Inheritance.<\/p>\n
I said, \u201cFind out.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe will.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSarah.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy son\u2019s name is in her ledger.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, you understand paperwork. I understand Barbara.\u201d<\/p>\n
He held my gaze.<\/p>\n
Then nodded again.<\/p>\n
\u201cAll right.\u201d<\/p>\n
Daniel photographed the page.<\/p>\n
Within the hour, Sterling obtained permission to preserve the ledger as evidence connected to the disputed accounts.<\/p>\n
Barbara found out.<\/p>\n
She called Mark.<\/p>\n
Mark called Sterling.<\/p>\n
Then, finally, Mark called me.<\/p>\n
I answered only because his voicemail said Ethan\u2019s name.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark sounded shaken.<\/p>\n
\u201cMom opened something for Ethan.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMark.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not avoiding the question. I\u2019m trying to remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
I paced beside the kitchen table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYears ago.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe five.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat was it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe called it a future fund.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stopped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind of future fund?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said she was putting money away for him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you sign anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
Silence.<\/p>\n
\u201cMark.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach turned.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t remember.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen remember harder.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI signed something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said it was so she could name Ethan as a beneficiary.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA beneficiary of what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought insurance.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou thought?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t read it carefully.\u201d<\/p>\n
I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n
Of course he had not.<\/p>\n
That was the architecture Barbara relied on.<\/p>\n
Not genius.<\/p>\n
Access plus trust plus people unwilling to read.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid I sign anything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re sure?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That was something.<\/p>\n
I pressed my fingers against my forehead.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid she ask for Ethan\u2019s Social Security number?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
My eyes opened.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave it to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
His silence answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cMark.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe said she needed it for the beneficiary form.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave her our son\u2019s Social Security number without asking me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. Don\u2019t say that like it happened to someone else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what I did.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you?\u201d<\/p>\n
His voice cracked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
For a moment neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n
Then I asked, \u201cWhere would those papers be?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
I almost ended the call.<\/p>\n
Then he said, \u201cWait.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad\u2019s desk.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom kept one drawer after he died.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt the apartment?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAt my aunt Claire\u2019s house.\u201d<\/p>\n
I had met Claire twice.<\/p>\n
Barbara\u2019s younger sister.<\/p>\n
They had not spoken in years.<\/p>\n
Or so I had been told.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy would Barbara store documents there?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t understand.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDad did.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mark explained.<\/p>\n
Before his father died, he had moved several folders to Claire\u2019s house after arguing with Barbara about finances.<\/p>\n
Mark remembered helping carry a locked metal box to Claire\u2019s garage.<\/p>\n
He had assumed it contained tax records.<\/p>\n
After the funeral, Barbara asked for it.<\/p>\n
Claire refused.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid your mother try again?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow many times?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cA lot.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid Claire ever give it back?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t think so.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling contacted Claire before sunset.<\/p>\n
She answered.<\/p>\n
She also refused to discuss anything until she knew exactly who was asking.<\/p>\n
When Sterling identified himself as my attorney and mentioned Barbara\u2019s financial records, Claire went quiet.<\/p>\n
Then she said, \u201cI wondered how long it would take.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was sitting beside him.<\/p>\n
He put the call on speaker with her permission.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you wonder?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat someone would finally look at what Barbara was doing.\u201d<\/p>\n
My pulse quickened.<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Dawson,\u201d I said, \u201cthis is Sarah.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know who you are.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you have Mark\u2019s father\u2019s files?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we see them?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat depends.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOn what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhether Mark is involved.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling answered.<\/p>\n
\u201cAt present, we are investigating multiple financial issues. Mark\u2019s degree of knowledge is not fully established.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire gave a bitter laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds about right.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means my nephew spent most of his life not wanting to know things that made him uncomfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n
The description was painfully accurate.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid his father know what Barbara was doing?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire was silent.<\/p>\n
Then, \u201cSome of it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough to become frightened.\u201d<\/p>\n
The word stopped me.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrightened of what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLosing everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Barbara?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTo Barbara and Leonard.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling leaned closer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew Leonard Price?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe handled paperwork for my sister.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIllegally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSometimes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause my brother-in-law found documents with signatures he didn\u2019t recognize.\u201d<\/p>\n
My fingers tightened around the edge of the table.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he do?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe confronted her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe denied everything.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened next?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe started keeping copies elsewhere.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe box.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you still have it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at Sterling.<\/p>\n
He asked, \u201cWould you be willing to turn it over voluntarily for review?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire hesitated.<\/p>\n
Then said, \u201cI will give it to Sarah.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause your name is on papers inside.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat papers?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cLoan drafts. Account records. Copies of identification.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow old?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSome go back to before you married Mark.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s impossible.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBarbara didn\u2019t know me before Mark and I dated.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire corrected me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t know Barbara knew you.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sentence lodged inside me.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMark mentioned you long before he brought you home.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat doesn\u2019t explain documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what does?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire exhaled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think Barbara looked into you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMoney.\u201d<\/p>\n
I stared at Sterling.<\/p>\n
Claire continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe always evaluated people by what they could provide.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did Mark\u2019s father start collecting information?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAfter he found out Barbara and Leonard had pulled a credit report on someone without permission.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cCan we pick up the box tonight?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire lived an hour away.<\/p>\n
Sterling insisted on coming.<\/p>\n
I arranged for Ethan to stay with my friend Rachel.<\/p>\n
Then we drove.<\/p>\n
Claire\u2019s house stood at the end of a narrow road bordered by old oak trees.<\/p>\n
She opened the door before we knocked.<\/p>\n
She looked enough like Barbara around the eyes to make me uneasy.<\/p>\n
But there was no performance in her expression.<\/p>\n
Only fatigue.<\/p>\n
The metal box sat on the dining table.<\/p>\n
Gray.<\/p>\n
Scratched.<\/p>\n
Locked.<\/p>\n
Claire placed a key beside it.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour father-in-law told me not to give this to Barbara under any circumstances.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling asked, \u201cDid he say why?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said Barbara was trying to secure herself against everyone around her.\u201d<\/p>\n
I unlocked the box.<\/p>\n
The lid lifted with a metallic click.<\/p>\n
Inside were folders arranged by year.<\/p>\n
At the top was one labeled MARK.<\/p>\n
Under it, SARAH.<\/p>\n
I opened mine first.<\/p>\n
The earliest page was dated fourteen months before Mark and I married.<\/p>\n
It was a credit report.<\/p>\n
Mine.<\/p>\n
My maiden name.<\/p>\n
My previous address.<\/p>\n
Student-loan history.<\/p>\n
Employer.<\/p>\n
Estimated income.<\/p>\n
I stared at it.<\/p>\n
Barbara had pulled my finances before becoming my mother-in-law.<\/p>\n
I turned the page.<\/p>\n
A handwritten note appeared in the margin.<\/p>\n
Strong income. Own assets. Good long-term stability.<\/p>\n
Beneath it, another line.<\/p>\n
Mark should keep this one.<\/p>\n
I sat back.<\/p>\n
Sterling said nothing.<\/p>\n
Claire watched me with an expression that looked almost apologetic.<\/p>\n
I turned another page.<\/p>\n
Then another.<\/p>\n
There were printouts about my employer.<\/p>\n
A property record from the small condo I had owned before buying our current house.<\/p>\n
Notes about my savings.<\/p>\n
Then one page stopped me.<\/p>\n
It had no heading.<\/p>\n
Only Barbara\u2019s handwriting.<\/p>\n
If marriage proceeds, keep accounts connected. Separate property can eventually be converted.<\/p>\n
I felt sick.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe planned this before we were married.\u201d<\/p>\n
Claire said quietly, \u201cI think she planned possibilities.\u201d<\/p>\n
Sterling corrected her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. This goes beyond curiosity.\u201d<\/p>\n
At the bottom of the folder was a photocopy of my signature.<\/p>\n
Repeated six times.<\/p>\n
Practiced.<\/p>\n
The earliest attempt barely resembled it.<\/p>\n
The final one was close.<\/p>\n
My throat tightened.<\/p>\n
Then Sterling opened the MARK folder.<\/p>\n
Inside was an unsigned letter from Mark\u2019s father.<\/p>\n
It was addressed to his son.<\/p>\n
The first line read:<\/p>\n
Mark, if you are reading this, it means I failed to make you understand what your mother is capable of.<\/p>\n
We stopped.<\/p>\n
There were six pages.<\/p>\n
And on the second page, Mark\u2019s father had written Leonard Price\u2019s name beside a warning that changed the entire investigation.<\/p>\n
Leonard, he claimed, had already helped Barbara move money using identities that did not belong to her.<\/p>\n
Including a child\u2019s.<\/p>\n
The preservation order reached the building too late to stop Leonard. By the time the manager locked the basement access door, the storage unit had already been opened. Two boxes … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":6232,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6238","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-feel-every-story"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6238","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6238"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6238\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6288,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6238\/revisions\/6288"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/6232"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6238"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6238"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6238"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}