{"id":369,"date":"2015-08-28T03:58:34","date_gmt":"2015-08-28T03:58:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=369"},"modified":"2015-08-28T03:58:34","modified_gmt":"2015-08-28T03:58:34","slug":"for-a-story-that-is-almost-incredible-to-believe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/for-a-story-that-is-almost-incredible-to-believe\/","title":{"rendered":"For A Story That Is Almost Incredible To Believe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>From page 121 of the Grayling Hidden Truth Poems<br \/>\n\tPowerful thoughts and words from the novel written in memoriam to her husband, Martin Freier, from page 121 of the novel&#8230;&#8230;\u201d Shortly, Joseph appeared in front of them suddenly, at first like a shadow kn the back of a dark curtain.  His finger was pointing to his mouth, and Martin shook his head, and nodded \u201cYes\u201d that he understood.  &#8230;.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From page 121 of the Grayling Hidden Truth Poems Powerful thoughts and words from the novel written in memoriam to her husband, Martin Freier, from page 121 of the novel&#8230;&#8230;\u201d Shortly, Joseph appeared in front of them suddenly, at first like a shadow kn the back of a dark curtain. His finger was pointing to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[1],"tags":[216],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-5X","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=369"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":370,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/369\/revisions\/370"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=369"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=369"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=369"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}