{"id":3015,"date":"2016-10-25T01:14:52","date_gmt":"2016-10-25T01:14:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=3015"},"modified":"2016-10-25T01:14:52","modified_gmt":"2016-10-25T01:14:52","slug":"tarot-by-jennifer-rollings","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/tarot-by-jennifer-rollings\/","title":{"rendered":"Tarot by Jennifer Rollings"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-3016\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone-1024x569.jpg?resize=569%2C316\" alt=\"phone\" width=\"569\" height=\"316\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone.jpg?resize=1024%2C569&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone.jpg?resize=300%2C167&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone.jpg?resize=768%2C427&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone.jpg?resize=624%2C347&amp;ssl=1 624w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/10\/phone.jpg?w=1301&amp;ssl=1 1301w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 569px) 100vw, 569px\" \/><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Tarot<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Jennifer Rollings<\/p>\n<p>She had been expecting him all month. Passing him on the street, she had known what the reading would disclose. As long as there was no Ten of Swords, he&#8217;d be all right. She liked him, despite her sense he was troubled.<\/p>\n<p>When he showed up, she welcomed him in. Knew right away there was a problem. She drew the cards, each one darker: Five of Swords, Moon Reversed, Tower.<\/p>\n<p>What had he been into? She went for her gun and cell phone.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I need the police,&#8221; she told the dispatcher. &#8220;There&#8217;s a man here who wants to kill me.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>She had been expecting him all month. Passing him on the street, she had known what the reading would disclose. As long as there was no Ten of Swords, he&#8217;d be all right. She liked him, despite her sense he was troubled.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3016,"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":[358],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3015","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-horror-contest-2016"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3015","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=3015"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3015\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3017,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3015\/revisions\/3017"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3016"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3015"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3015"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3015"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}