The note did not make Corinne innocent.<\/p>\n
That distinction mattered.<\/p>\n
By then I understood how tempting simple stories could be. One villain. One victim. One moment when everything went wrong.<\/p>\n
Our story did not have that shape.<\/p>\n
Corinne had redirected my money.<\/p>\n
She had lied to Julian.<\/p>\n
She had funded Marcus.<\/p>\n
She had hidden debts and manipulated financial records.<\/p>\n
But the handwritten words found in Marcus\u2019s office suggested one line she had refused to cross.<\/p>\n
Corinne won\u2019t do it.<\/p>\n
Need another way.<\/p>\n
Rebecca repeated the sentence twice during our meeting the next morning.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt appears Marcus asked Corinne to obtain or create stronger authorization related to the house.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian sat beside me, jaw tight.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd she refused.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is one reasonable interpretation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReasonable?\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca remained cautious.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t build conclusions from one sentence.\u201d<\/p>\n
Detective Ortiz sat across from us.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re comparing the handwriting and timeline with messages already recovered.\u201d<\/p>\n
I asked, \u201cHas Corinne seen the note?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe\u2019s being interviewed separately.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s eyes narrowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs she under arrest?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor now?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz gave him a measured look.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor now.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigation had widened quickly.<\/p>\n
Marcus\u2019s office records contained financial files on several people.<\/p>\n
Some were investors.<\/p>\n
Some were relatives of investors.<\/p>\n
Others seemed to have no obvious business connection at all.<\/p>\n
What connected them was age, property, or access to cash.<\/p>\n
\u201cPredatory targeting,\u201d Rebecca called it.<\/p>\n
The phrase made my stomach turn.<\/p>\n
I was tired of being targeted.<\/p>\n
Tired of being categorized.<\/p>\n
Tired of becoming a noun in other people\u2019s files.<\/p>\n
Senior.<\/p>\n
Widow.<\/p>\n
Homeowner.<\/p>\n
Asset.<\/p>\n
I wanted to be Mavis again.<\/p>\n
Ortiz opened another folder.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe also found evidence Marcus used someone else to approach the lender after Corinne refused.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz slid a photograph across the table.<\/p>\n
I recognized the woman.<\/p>\n
Not immediately.<\/p>\n
Then memory arranged her face.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom church.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine Foster.\u201d<\/p>\n
I hadn\u2019t seen Elaine in months.<\/p>\n
She attended the same church pantry program Mrs. Bell had taken me to, though Elaine was not a volunteer. She was usually there on Tuesdays helping in the office.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe helped me fill out paperwork once.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat kind?\u201d Julian asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing financial.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz asked me to describe it.<\/p>\n
When I first went to the pantry, Elaine helped register me.<\/p>\n
Name.<\/p>\n
Address.<\/p>\n
Phone number.<\/p>\n
Household size.<\/p>\n
Identification.<\/p>\n
My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe copied my driver\u2019s license.\u201d<\/p>\n
Rebecca straightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat is standard for the program?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz said, \u201cThe pantry director says it was not required.\u201d<\/p>\n
The room seemed to shrink.<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why did she copy it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re investigating.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian stood.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m calling the church.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz stopped him.<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause we have not interviewed everyone yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
He sat again reluctantly.<\/p>\n
I stared at Elaine\u2019s photograph.<\/p>\n
She had been kind.<\/p>\n
That was the part I kept returning to.<\/p>\n
Not charming like Marcus.<\/p>\n
Not polished like Corinne.<\/p>\n
Kind.<\/p>\n
She asked whether I needed transportation.<\/p>\n
She gave me an extra jar of peanut butter when she thought no one was watching.<\/p>\n
When I apologized for needing assistance, she said half the people who came through the door apologized and none of them needed to.<\/p>\n
I had believed her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWas she working for Marcus?\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz answered carefully.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe believe she knew him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThrough a property investment company.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s face darkened.<\/p>\n
\u201cHis?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cConnected to him.\u201d<\/p>\n
I thought back to the first pantry visit.<\/p>\n
Mrs. Bell had brought me reluctantly.<\/p>\n
I had sat at a folding table while Elaine completed the intake form.<\/p>\n
She asked how long I had lived at my address.<\/p>\n
Thirty-one years.<\/p>\n
She smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s wonderful. You own it?\u201d<\/p>\n
At the time the question sounded conversational.<\/p>\n
I had said yes.<\/p>\n
Ortiz asked, \u201cDid Elaine know Corinne?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re trying to establish that.\u201d<\/p>\n
The investigation had become dizzying.<\/p>\n
Every ordinary interaction now threatened to become evidence.<\/p>\n
I began to mistrust memory itself.<\/p>\n
A smile could be kindness.<\/p>\n
Or strategy.<\/p>\n
A question could be curiosity.<\/p>\n
Or reconnaissance.<\/p>\n
Rebecca seemed to notice my distress.<\/p>\n
\u201cMavis, not every person who spoke to you was part of this.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow do I know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t yet.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s the problem.\u201d<\/p>\n
She nodded.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was no false comfort in her answer.<\/p>\n
I appreciated that.<\/p>\n
Ortiz continued.<\/p>\n
Elaine had accessed my pantry file three times after my initial registration.<\/p>\n
More often than necessary.<\/p>\n
One access occurred two days before the home-equity application was submitted.<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s hands curled into fists.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo she gave him Mom\u2019s information.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPossibly?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe need proof.\u201d<\/p>\n
I understood Ortiz\u2019s caution.<\/p>\n
Julian did not.<\/p>\n
He wanted certainty because certainty gave anger somewhere to go.<\/p>\n
I had started wanting something different.<\/p>\n
Accuracy.<\/p>\n
If Marcus had taught me anything, it was how dangerous certainty could become when someone wanted a story badly enough.<\/p>\n
After the meeting, Julian drove me to lunch.<\/p>\n
Neither of us was hungry.<\/p>\n
We ordered soup because it gave our hands something to do.<\/p>\n
\u201cI keep thinking about Corinne,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n
He stared at his spoon.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo do I.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou should speak to her.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJulian.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe stole from you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe lied to me for months.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe helped her brother.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why are you asking me to talk to her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause she may know things Marcus never told anyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat sounds like an investigative reason.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the personal reason?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou have one.\u201d<\/p>\n
He smiled bitterly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSee through the sentence I\u2019m using.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI raised you.\u201d<\/p>\n
He leaned back.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe personal reason is worse.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTell me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to know why she stopped.\u201d<\/p>\n
The question surprised me.<\/p>\n
\u201cStopped what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf Marcus wanted her to go after the house, why did she refuse?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe she still cared about me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He shook his head.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat isn\u2019t enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMaybe she cared about me.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked up.<\/p>\n
That possibility hurt him differently.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe was taking your money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe let you struggle.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut the house was too far?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPeople draw lines in strange places.\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked away.<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes that make sense to you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
I took a sip of soup.<\/p>\n
\u201cBut people do not need to make sense in order to be real.\u201d<\/p>\n
Corinne agreed to meet him the following day.<\/p>\n
She requested that Rebecca be present.<\/p>\n
So did Julian.<\/p>\n
They met in Rebecca\u2019s conference room.<\/p>\n
I was not supposed to attend.<\/p>\n
Corinne asked that I come.<\/p>\n
When I entered, she looked smaller than I remembered.<\/p>\n
Not physically.<\/p>\n
The confidence she once wore like armor had disappeared.<\/p>\n
She stood when she saw me.<\/p>\n
\u201cMavis.\u201d<\/p>\n
I sat across from her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy did you refuse?\u201d<\/p>\n
No greeting.<\/p>\n
No softening.<\/p>\n
I had spent too many months letting other people circle the truth.<\/p>\n
Corinne\u2019s face tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cJulian told you.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cInvestigators found Marcus\u2019s note.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked down.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe wanted me to get you to sign loan papers.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJanuary.\u201d<\/p>\n
That month hurt.<\/p>\n
January had been cold.<\/p>\n
The heater was already failing.<\/p>\n
I had slept in two sweaters some nights.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did he say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat you had equity you weren\u2019t using.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n
Her eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cI had already taken your money.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat didn\u2019t stop you before.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen why was the house different?\u201d<\/p>\n
Corinne swallowed.<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause the money felt temporary.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian made a sound of disbelief.<\/p>\n
She looked at him.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know how ridiculous that sounds.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTemporary?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI believed I could replace it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always believed you could replace it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me again.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe house wasn\u2019t something I could replace.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remained silent.<\/p>\n
She continued.<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus said you were old enough that you should downsize anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n
My anger came quietly.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat it wasn\u2019t his house.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe laughed.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/p>\n
Corinne rubbed her hands together.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said I was being sentimental.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWere you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer surprised me.<\/p>\n
She looked around the conference room as if searching for courage in the furniture.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen Julian and I first started dating, your house was the first place his family ever welcomed me without asking what I did, who my parents were, or what I could offer.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered that dinner.<\/p>\n
I had overcooked the roast.<\/p>\n
Corinne had brought wine too expensive for the meal.<\/p>\n
She seemed nervous.<\/p>\n
I had thought she disliked my small home.<\/p>\n
Apparently I had been wrong.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gave me your mother\u2019s dessert plates,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n
\u201cMy mother\u2019s?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe little blue ones.\u201d<\/p>\n
I remembered.<\/p>\n
She had admired them.<\/p>\n
I gave her four.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey were just plates.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
Her voice broke.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey weren\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian looked at her.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you saying?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m saying I was selfish enough to steal money because I kept telling myself I would put it back. But when Marcus wanted the house, I knew there was no lie big enough to make that temporary.\u201d<\/p>\n
I studied her.<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that made you stop?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat made me refuse.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
That difference mattered.<\/p>\n
After refusing the house scheme, she had still continued redirecting my monthly payments.<\/p>\n
She had protected the symbol while continuing the harm.<\/p>\n
Human beings are inconveniently complicated.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked, \u201cWhat did Marcus do after you refused?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe became furious.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThreats?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSpecific?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHe said he had enough evidence to ruin me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid he mention another person?\u201d<\/p>\n
Corinne hesitated.<\/p>\n
Then her face changed.<\/p>\n
\u201cElaine.\u201d<\/p>\n
Julian leaned forward.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew about her?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot at first.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMarcus said someone at the pantry could get documents.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach twisted.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew he was using the pantry?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know which one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew he was using people seeking food.\u201d<\/p>\n
Corinne\u2019s eyes filled.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
That answer hurt more than I expected.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew he had someone collecting information.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd you said nothing.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n
My voice remained quiet.<\/p>\n
\u201cI was terrified too, Corinne.\u201d<\/p>\n
She looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo. You knew I was embarrassed. You knew I was short of money. You knew Marcus was looking for another way into my life.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t know he had found one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou knew enough.\u201d<\/p>\n
She lowered her head.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the first time since this began, she did not defend herself.<\/p>\n
That mattered too.<\/p>\n
Rebecca asked for every detail about Elaine.<\/p>\n
Corinne knew little.<\/p>\n
Marcus called her E.<\/p>\n
He said E understood desperate people.<\/p>\n
That phrase stayed with me.<\/p>\n
Desperate people.<\/p>\n
As though desperation made someone less entitled to privacy.<\/p>\n
When the meeting ended, Julian remained behind with Corinne.<\/p>\n
I waited with Rebecca in the lobby.<\/p>\n
Twenty minutes passed.<\/p>\n
Then forty.<\/p>\n
When Julian emerged, his face was exhausted.<\/p>\n
\u201cShe gave him everything she knows.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShe says so.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you believe her?\u201d<\/p>\n
He considered the question.<\/p>\n
\u201cMore than yesterday.\u201d<\/p>\n
We drove home in silence.<\/p>\n
That evening Detective Ortiz called.<\/p>\n
Elaine had been taken in for questioning.<\/p>\n
They had recovered a second file from her apartment.<\/p>\n
It contained copies of pantry records.<\/p>\n
Not only mine.<\/p>\n
Twelve people.<\/p>\n
All older.<\/p>\n
All homeowners.<\/p>\n
Several had been contacted about refinancing or investments shortly after seeking assistance.<\/p>\n
I sat at my kitchen table listening.<\/p>\n
\u201cThis is bigger than Marcus.\u201d<\/p>\n
Ortiz\u2019s answer came slowly.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow much bigger?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen will you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re working on it.\u201d<\/p>\n
After we ended the call, I stood beside the window looking toward Mrs. Bell\u2019s house.<\/p>\n
The pantry had been the place I finally went when pride gave way to hunger.<\/p>\n
I thought it represented safety.<\/p>\n
Someone had treated that vulnerability as a list of prospects.<\/p>\n
The anger that rose in me had nothing to do with my forty thousand dollars anymore.<\/p>\n
The next morning I called Rebecca.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to do something.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to speak to the pantry director.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI can arrange that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMavis\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want to discuss the investigation.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen what do you want?\u201d<\/p>\n
I looked at the community pantry loaf still in my freezer.<\/p>\n
\u201cI want to make sure no one who needs food has to trade away privacy to get it.\u201d<\/p>\n
There was a pause.<\/p>\n
Then Rebecca said, \u201cThat may be the first thing in this case you can control immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n
We met the pantry director that afternoon.<\/p>\n
She was horrified.<\/p>\n
Elaine had volunteered there for four years.<\/p>\n
No one had known she was copying information.<\/p>\n
Policies changed that week.<\/p>\n
No unnecessary identification copies.<\/p>\n
Restricted access.<\/p>\n
Audit logs.<\/p>\n
Training.<\/p>\n
Small measures.<\/p>\n
Not justice.<\/p>\n
But protection.<\/p>\n
When I returned home, Julian was sitting on my porch.<\/p>\n
He looked troubled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOrtiz called.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat now?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThey found another application.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach tightened.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor my house?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhose?\u201d<\/p>\n
He looked toward Mrs. Bell\u2019s home across the street.<\/p>\n
I followed his gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMom.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMrs. Bell\u2019s name was in Elaine\u2019s files.\u201d<\/p>\n
I felt the world narrow.<\/p>\n
Julian handed me the photocopy.<\/p>\n
The application was incomplete.<\/p>\n
But the name at the top was unmistakable.<\/p>\n
Margaret Bell.<\/p>\n
I was already crossing the yard before Julian could stop me.<\/p>\n
The note did not make Corinne innocent. That distinction mattered. By then I understood how tempting simple stories could be. One villain. One victim. One moment when everything went wrong. … <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":8484,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8490","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\/8490","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=8490"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8490\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8525,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8490\/revisions\/8525"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/8484"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=8490"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=8490"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/feeleverystory.online\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=8490"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}