{"id":2937,"date":"2016-01-25T04:07:01","date_gmt":"2016-01-25T04:07:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=2937"},"modified":"2016-01-25T04:07:23","modified_gmt":"2016-01-25T04:07:23","slug":"heart-by-david-gruber","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/heart-by-david-gruber\/","title":{"rendered":"Heart by David Gruber"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_2473\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2473\" style=\"width: 518px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-2473\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Betrayal-by-Mario-Sanchez-Nevado.jpg?resize=518%2C518\" alt=\"Betrayal by Mario Sanche Nevado\" width=\"518\" height=\"518\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Betrayal-by-Mario-Sanchez-Nevado.jpg?w=800&amp;ssl=1 800w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Betrayal-by-Mario-Sanchez-Nevado.jpg?resize=300%2C300&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Betrayal-by-Mario-Sanchez-Nevado.jpg?resize=624%2C624&amp;ssl=1 624w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 518px) 100vw, 518px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2473\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Betrayal by Mario Sanche Nevado<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Heart<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by David Gruber<\/p>\n<p>I lay on the table, waiting for the Ultra sound technician to come and look at my heart. It has a hole in it\u2014somewhere on the Septum. My dad told me once, but I forget where. I remember feeling the cold Ultrasound gel spread upon my chest as the camera slides over my heart. The conductive medium tightens the bond of the skin and the transducer in the form of waves, veins, and red blood cells. I\u2014still alive\u2014remember seeing my heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I lay on the table, waiting for the Ultra sound technician to come and look at my heart. It has a hole in it\u2014somewhere on the Septum. My dad told me once<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2473,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[273,5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2937","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-short-short","category-short-story"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2937","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2937"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2937\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2939,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2937\/revisions\/2939"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2473"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2937"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2937"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2937"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}