{"id":12044,"date":"2026-10-31T17:07:31","date_gmt":"2026-10-31T17:07:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/?p=12044"},"modified":"2026-10-31T17:07:31","modified_gmt":"2026-10-31T17:07:31","slug":"the-snow-buried-her-home-then-her-husbands-killer-crawled-into-the-mountain-room-she-built","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/?p=12044","title":{"rendered":"The Snow Buried Her Home\u2014Then Her Husband\u2019s Killer Crawled Into the Mountain Room She Built"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 class=\"entry-title break-words [overflow-wrap:anywhere] font-display-hero-mobile text-display-hero-mobile md:text-[48px] md:leading-[56px] text-on-surface tracking-tight\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone  wp-image-12045\" src=\"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm-300x169.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"951\" height=\"536\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm-300x169.png 300w, https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm-1024x576.png 1024w, https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm-768x432.png 768w, https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm-1536x864.png 1536w, https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Winter-Refuge-in-the-Snowstorm.png 1672w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 951px) 100vw, 951px\" \/><\/h1>\n<h2 class=\"sc-chapter-heading\">Part 1 On the morning Winifred Ashford woke to find her homestead swallowed by snow, the only thing still standing between her children and death was a bedroom she had built inside a mountain.<\/h2>\n<p>Three months earlier,<\/p>\n<p>she had been trying to understand why the fire in her cabin couldn\u2019t keep her eight-year-old son warm.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-12\"><\/div>\n<p>It was September 28, 1886.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas coughed into his blanket while his little sister, Prudence,<\/p>\n<p>slept beside him with her rag doll, Daisy.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-11\"><\/div>\n<p>Winifred crossed the cabin and checked the brass<\/p>\n<p>thermometer her father had given her. It read forty-five degrees.<\/p>\n<p>She had a fire burning. She had two children under quilts.<\/p>\n<p>And still, the cold was climbing through the floorboards.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred had been a widow for seventy-three days. Her husband,<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-13\"><\/div>\n<p>Elias,<\/p>\n<p>had ridden into Wyoming\u2019s Absaroka country with a cattle outfit and never returned.<\/p>\n<p>The sheriff had brought no body, only a grave look and an apology.<\/p>\n<p>Elias\u2019s coat still hung by the door.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence touched its sleeve each night.<\/p>\n<p>Then Winifred found his notebook beneath a loose floorboard.<\/p>\n<p>Inside were careful measurements of a limestone cave on<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-2\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-9\"><\/div>\n<p>the hill behind their cabin.<\/p>\n<p>Elias had recorded its temperature through spring: fifty degrees,<\/p>\n<p>fifty-two, fifty-one. It barely changed when the weather outside did.<\/p>\n<p>On the last page he had written, *If the winter turns cruel,<\/p>\n<p>that place could keep this family alive. * That afternoon, Dr.<\/p>\n<p>Wickham listened to Thomas\u2019s chest and told Winifred to<\/p>\n<p>keep him as warm as she could. When the doctor left,<\/p>\n<p>she studied the cabin as her late father, an engineering teacher,<\/p>\n<p>might have: the gaps in the walls, the leaky roof,<\/p>\n<p>the hearth sending most of its heat up the chimney.<\/p>\n<p>That evening, a wealthy cattleman named Cyrus Draymore rode to her porch.<\/p>\n<p>He offered to buy her forty acres and send her and the<\/p>\n<p>children somewhere \u201cmore suitable.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>As he spoke, his eyes kept returning to the limestone hill.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred refused.<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus smiled as though he expected her to change her mind.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cA Wyoming winter doesn\u2019t care about a woman\u2019s affection<\/p>\n<p>for her walls,\u201d he said. \u201cI\u2019ll call again in December.\u201d<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-8\"><\/div>\n<p>The next morning she climbed the slope with Elias\u2019s notebook,<\/p>\n<p>a lantern, tools, and her father\u2019s thermometer.<\/p>\n<p>The cave entrance was so narrow she had to crawl through on her elbows.<\/p>\n<p>Once inside,<\/p>\n<p>she stood in a dry chamber where the air held steady at fifty degrees.<\/p>\n<p>She imagined a curved stone wall to block the draft,<\/p>\n<p>a raised platform to sleep on, and a small firebox beneath it.<\/p>\n<p>A channel would carry the smoke through the stone and<\/p>\n<p>out through a natural fissure in the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p>The fire would heat the rock;<\/p>\n<p>the rock would hold the warmth long after the flames went out.<\/p>\n<p>It could also kill them if she got the vent wrong. For days,<\/p>\n<p>she carried stones up from the creek,<\/p>\n<p>bruising her shoulders and splitting her palms.<\/p>\n<p>Her neighbor Bess Howerin heard the town gossip\u2014that<\/p>\n<p>Winifred planned to bury her children in a hole\u2014and came<\/p>\n<p>to see for herself. After listening to Winifred explain the design,<\/p>\n<p>Bess took off her gloves and asked what needed doing.<\/p>\n<p>Soon Silas Kettering, the valley\u2019s trusted stonemason, came too.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-7\"><\/div>\n<p>He doubted the plan, but he helped her set the platform and firebox.<\/p>\n<p>Others still mocked her. When Cyrus offered twice as much for the land,<\/p>\n<p>he added that \u201ca woman of your size\u201d ought to know better than to attempt a man\u2019s work.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred kept building. On November 20, she tested the firebox alone.<\/p>\n<p>The smoke drew cleanly through the channel.<\/p>\n<p>Slowly, the platform warmed beneath her palm.<\/p>\n<p>Hours after she smothered the flame, the stone still held its heat.<\/p>\n<p>That night she brought the children up.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas lay down without speaking.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence declared the cave their new fort and tucked Daisy between them.<\/p>\n<p>By dawn, the thermometer still read fifty-two degrees.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas had slept without coughing.<\/p>\n<p>Then Jeremiah Cobb arrived in Iron Springs, gaunt and limping.<\/p>\n<p>He said he had ridden with Elias. Elias\u2019s fall had not been an accident.<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus Draymore had paid three men to tamper with the<\/p>\n<p>saddles and make sure Winifred\u2019s husband never came home.<\/p>\n<p>Before she could question him further,<\/p>\n<p>the storm began gathering over the peaks.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-6\"><\/div>\n<p>Winifred hid Jeremiah in the woodshed and carried supplies to the cave.<\/p>\n<p>When the cabin door became trapped behind packed snow,<\/p>\n<p>she tied Thomas to herself with rope, carried Prudence,<\/p>\n<p>and fought through the whiteout to the mountain.<\/p>\n<p>Inside, she warmed the stone and tucked the children under blankets.<\/p>\n<p>Then the lantern flame stopped leaning toward the vent.<\/p>\n<p>Snow had sealed the fissure.<\/p>\n<p>She could not risk another fire until she cleared it,<\/p>\n<p>so she drove the long wooden tongue of her stone sled up the shaft,<\/p>\n<p>thrust after thrust,<\/p>\n<p>until ice crystals showered down and the draft returned.<\/p>\n<p>Near dawn, a crack boomed through the mountain.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred woke with her hand on the warm platform.<\/p>\n<p>She knew the cabin roof had given way. When the storm finally eased,<\/p>\n<p>she looked down at the buried ruins\u2014and saw a black horse waiting on the ridge:<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus Draymore had found her. Find Part 2 in the first comment;<\/p>\n<p>if this story has moved you,<\/p>\n<h2 class=\"sc-chapter-heading\">Part 2 When the storm finally eased,<\/h2>\n<p>she looked down at the buried ruins\u2014and saw a black horse waiting on the ridge:<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus Draymore had found her. Find Part 2 in the first comment;<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-12\"><\/div>\n<p>if this story has moved you,<\/p>\n<p>leave feedback to encourage me to share the rest.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred watched the rider turn away,<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-11\"><\/div>\n<p>then climbed through waist-deep snow to the woodshed. The roof had held.<\/p>\n<p>Inside, she found Jeremiah alive,<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-2\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-9\"><\/div>\n<p>curled between two woodpiles with the horse blanket she had left him.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-10\"><\/div>\n<p>His legs failed when she pulled him up,<\/p>\n<p>so she leaned him against her broad side and half-carried him back to the cave.<\/p>\n<p>By noon, Silas and Peter Halverson had reached the slope.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-13\"><\/div>\n<p>They brought word that families in the valley had lost roofs, fires, and hope.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred opened the cave to them. Soon eleven neighbors crowded inside.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-8\"><\/div>\n<p>Thomas gave up his place on the warm platform to a sick girl.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence lent Daisy to Jeremiah, who had been crying in his sleep.<\/p>\n<p>The next morning, Cyrus crawled into the chamber.<\/p>\n<p>He offered to buy the land again, now that the cabin was destroyed.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred told him Jeremiah was alive and had named him<\/p>\n<p>as the man behind Elias\u2019s death. Cyrus\u2019s expression barely changed.<\/p>\n<p>His hand slipped inside his coat and came out holding a knife.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-7\"><\/div>\n<p>\u201cPut it away,\u201d Winifred said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s no version of this that ends well for you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He stepped toward her.<\/p>\n<p>Silas burst through the cave mouth and struck Cyrus\u2019s<\/p>\n<p>wrist with the flat of his hatchet.<\/p>\n<p>The knife clattered across the stone.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-6\"><\/div>\n<p>Old Henderson seized Cyrus from behind,<\/p>\n<p>while Sheriff Marcus Boon entered with Peter and two deputies.<\/p>\n<p>Eleven witnesses had seen the blade.<\/p>\n<p>As Cyrus was bound, he looked at Winifred at last.<\/p>\n<p>She held his gaze without moving. The sheriff turned to Jeremiah.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhen you\u2019re able, I want the whole story.\u201d<\/p>\n<h2 class=\"sc-chapter-heading\">Part 3 For a few moments after Cyrus Draymore was taken away,<\/h2>\n<p>the cave seemed to hold its breath.<\/p>\n<p>Then Prudence climbed down from the platform, carrying Daisy by one yarn arm.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-12\"><\/div>\n<p>She walked straight to Jeremiah and laid the doll across his blanket.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShe\u2019s good at being sad,\u201d the little girl told him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou can keep her until you aren\u2019t.\u201d Jeremiah stared at the doll.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-11\"><\/div>\n<p>His mouth trembled. He nodded once, unable to speak.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred watched her daughter turn back toward the others,<\/p>\n<p>then looked at Thomas.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-10\"><\/div>\n<p>Her son was pale from cold and exhaustion, but he was breathing easily.<\/p>\n<p>She reached for his hand. He squeezed hers.<\/p>\n<p>Outside, the storm had left the valley almost unrecognizable.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-13\"><\/div>\n<p>Snow buried fences and roads.<\/p>\n<p>The Ashford cabin had been crushed beneath its own roof.<\/p>\n<p>The barn was down. The porch railing had vanished under drifts.<\/p>\n<p>Only the stone chimney remained above the white,<\/p>\n<p>like a marker for what the mountain had taken. But the cave held.<\/p>\n<p>Its firebox needed only small, careful feeds.<\/p>\n<p>The stone platform released its warmth slowly.<\/p>\n<p>The vent drew clean air again.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred watched the thermometer and the people around her,<\/p>\n<p>measuring each breath as if it were another number in Elias\u2019s notebook.<\/p>\n<p>The Patterson girl\u2019s breathing eased first.<\/p>\n<p>Her lips, bluish when Bess brought her in, slowly regained their color.<\/p>\n<p>Old Henderson\u2019s wounded shoulder stopped bleeding through the bandage.<\/p>\n<p>The Miller boys slept curled together against their mother. Thomas,<\/p>\n<p>who had given away his place on the platform,<\/p>\n<p>slept on his coat near the firebox. Winifred tried to keep working,<\/p>\n<p>checking the draft and counting the remaining wood.<\/p>\n<p>Bess pressed a cup of warm broth into her hands and waited until she drank it.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou don\u2019t get to burn yourself down to feed a fire you<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-2\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-9\"><\/div>\n<p>built,\u201d Bess reminded her. Winifred managed a tired smile.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI remember.\u201d That night she told Thomas and Prudence who Jeremiah was.<\/p>\n<p>She explained that he had ridden with their father,<\/p>\n<p>and that Elias had been killed by men paid to make his death look like an accident.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas listened without crying.<\/p>\n<p>His hand closed around the front of her coat. \u201cIs Mr.<\/p>\n<p>Draymore the reason we\u2019re in here?\u201d he asked. \u201cOr is the winter?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBoth,\u201d she said. \u201cThe winter tried to take you. Mr.<\/p>\n<p>Draymore took your father. We have answered the winter.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019ll answer the other in daylight.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>At sunrise, Silas rode to Iron Springs to bring back more help.<\/p>\n<p>Before long, a line of neighbors climbed the slope in pairs,<\/p>\n<p>roped together against the drifts.<\/p>\n<p>The cave filled with people who had lost homes or feared<\/p>\n<p>their fires would fail. Winifred made room for each one.<\/p>\n<p>The sheriff returned with deputies.<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus was taken to the stone jail in Iron Springs,<\/p>\n<p>where Jeremiah gave his statement.<\/p>\n<p>The winter had broken the roads, but not forever. In January, a U.<\/p>\n<p>S. marshal arrived from Cheyenne.<\/p>\n<p>Two of the riders who had sabotaged Elias\u2019s saddle were arrested.<\/p>\n<p>The third was already dead. On January 12,<\/p>\n<p>Sheriff Boon came to Bess\u2019s dugout,<\/p>\n<p>where Winifred and the children had moved while the cave remained crowded.<\/p>\n<p>He told her that riders had found Elias\u2019s body below<\/p>\n<p>Willow Pass after the snow cleared. Elias had died from the fall.<\/p>\n<p>He had not suffered. The sheriff placed a second notebook on the table.<\/p>\n<p>It had been in Elias\u2019s coat.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred waited until she was alone to open it.<\/p>\n<p>Most pages held measurements and sketches of the cave. On the last,<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-8\"><\/div>\n<p>Elias had written:<\/p>\n<p>*If a winter ever comes that this cabin cannot answer,<\/p>\n<p>the mountain will show Winifred. She will see it faster than I did.<\/p>\n<p>I have never known a mind that sees structure the way hers does.<\/p>\n<p>If I am not here to show her, Lord, put the book in her hand another way.<\/p>\n<p>* Winifred read the words twice.<\/p>\n<p>Outside, Prudence was laughing with Bess over a hen that refused to be caught.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas was laughing too.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred folded the notebook closed and set it beside the first.<\/p>\n<p>She didn\u2019t cry then. There would be time.<\/p>\n<p>Elias was buried on the first mild day in February,<\/p>\n<p>on a rise near the ruined cabin. The whole valley came.<\/p>\n<p>Silas built the coffin from plain pine and cut the headstone himself.<\/p>\n<p>At Winifred\u2019s request, it read: *Elias Ashford. He saw the hill first.<\/p>\n<p>* The trial took place in Laramie in March.<\/p>\n<p>Jeremiah told the jury about the three riders, the cut cinches,<\/p>\n<p>and the loosened picket line.<\/p>\n<p>He described watching Elias\u2019s horse go over the edge of Willow Pass.<\/p>\n<p>He told them he had hidden for months because he believed Draymore\u2019s men would kill him,<\/p>\n<p>too. Winifred testified about Cyrus\u2019s visits to her porch,<\/p>\n<p>his offers for the land, and his threat in the cave. She spoke steadily.<\/p>\n<p>She did not hide his insult about her size,<\/p>\n<p>and she did not apologize for being a woman who had built what her children needed.<\/p>\n<p>Cyrus\u2019s lawyers tried to make her sound desperate and unreasonable.<\/p>\n<p>The witnesses from the cave told the jury what they had seen:<\/p>\n<p>the knife, the step toward Winifred,<\/p>\n<p>and the moment Silas struck it from Cyrus\u2019s hand.<\/p>\n<p>The jury found Cyrus guilty of conspiracy to commit murder.<\/p>\n<p>He was sentenced to twenty years of hard labor.<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-7\"><\/div>\n<p>His land was seized, then sold in smaller parcels.<\/p>\n<p>Families he had once pressured to leave bought back pieces of the range.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred did not attend the auction. She had other work.<\/p>\n<p>That spring, Silas began bringing visitors up the slope to see the cave.<\/p>\n<p>Ranchers, miners,<\/p>\n<p>and homesteaders came with questions about the firebox, the channel,<\/p>\n<p>and the vent. Winifred showed them how the room worked.<\/p>\n<p>She explained that the cave itself was not the answer for everyone.<\/p>\n<p>The answer was understanding heat: where it went, what held it,<\/p>\n<p>and how to keep smoke from turning shelter into danger.<\/p>\n<p>Silas began building long stone benches in cabins and schoolhouses,<\/p>\n<p>using Winifred\u2019s design. A small, controlled fire warmed the masonry;<\/p>\n<p>the stone released the heat through the night.<\/p>\n<p>People began calling them Ashford benches.<\/p>\n<p>For the first time in the county\u2019s memory,<\/p>\n<p>Winifred was paid for the work of her mind.<\/p>\n<p>Bess kept the books at Winifred\u2019s new kitchen table.<\/p>\n<p>On the ledger\u2019s first page she wrote: *W. Ashford Consulting.<\/p>\n<p>* Beneath it she added, *She reads structure the way most people read weather.<\/p>\n<p>* Winifred began teaching in the Iron Springs schoolhouse.<\/p>\n<p>At first, only a few people came.<\/p>\n<p>Soon the room was full, then the church.<\/p>\n<p>She brought flat stones, clay, and chalk.<\/p>\n<p>She taught as her father had taught her.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t ask only whether a room feels warm,\u201d she told her students.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAsk where the heat goes.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The new Ashford cabin stood close to the hill.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred kept it modest and maintained the cave,<\/p>\n<p>ready for anyone who needed it.<\/p>\n<p>Thomas\u2019s cough disappeared by the summer he turned nine. As a young man,<\/p>\n<div class=\"injected-content injected-in-content injected-in-content-6\"><\/div>\n<p>he apprenticed with a master mason and helped build stone benches for other families.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence kept Daisy until she was nearly eleven.<\/p>\n<p>Then she gave the doll to a little girl whose brother<\/p>\n<p>had been among the smallest children in the cave.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence grew up to teach school.<\/p>\n<p>When she married, she named her children Elias, Silas, and Winifred.<\/p>\n<p>Winifred never remarried.<\/p>\n<p>She had loved Elias, and she carried that love with her.<\/p>\n<p>But her life had grown beyond the roles other people expected her to fill.<\/p>\n<p>She had become a teacher, a builder,<\/p>\n<p>and a woman whose name was spoken whenever winter threatened a family\u2019s home.<\/p>\n<p>Jeremiah stayed through the summer, then found work in Colorado.<\/p>\n<p>He wrote to her twice a year until his death.<\/p>\n<p>Every letter began the same way: *Mrs.<\/p>\n<p>Ashford, I owe you my life, and I have not forgotten it.<\/p>\n<p>* Silas worked until he was seventy-two.<\/p>\n<p>When he finally laid down his mallet, Winifred visited him every Sunday,<\/p>\n<p>no matter the weather. Years later, on a spring evening,<\/p>\n<p>Thomas stood beside his mother at the cave entrance.<\/p>\n<p>He was nine now, his father\u2019s notebook open in his hands.<\/p>\n<p>Below them, the new cabin sent a thin thread of smoke into the pale sky.<\/p>\n<p>Prudence arranged pinecones on a sun-warmed rock.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMama,\u201d Thomas asked, \u201cwhen I\u2019m grown, what should I build?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Winifred rested her hand on his shoulder.<\/p>\n<p>Deep inside the mountain, the morning\u2019s fire still lingered in the stone.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBuild rooms that remember fire,\u201d she told him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBuild them for people who don\u2019t know yet they\u2019re going to need them.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Then she took his hand, and together they walked down toward the cabin.<\/p>\n<p>The mountain kept its warmth behind them,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part 1 On the morning Winifred Ashford woke to find her homestead swallowed by snow, the only thing still standing between her children and death was a bedroom she had &hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":12045,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12044","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-drama-sory"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12044","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12044"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12044\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12046,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12044\/revisions\/12046"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12045"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12044"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12044"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lastestdrama.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12044"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}