{"id":11630,"date":"2025-11-27T07:42:41","date_gmt":"2025-11-27T07:42:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630"},"modified":"2025-11-27T07:42:41","modified_gmt":"2025-11-27T07:42:41","slug":"while-my-brother-traveled-i-stayed-over-to-care-for-my-niece-that-night-she-wanted-to-sleep-inside-a-kitchen-cabinet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630","title":{"rendered":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet."},"content":{"rendered":"
\n
\n
\n
\n
\n
\n
\n

While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. When I calmly asked why, her response made my heart stop. I picked her up and walked out immediately. What happened next was more shocking than anything I was prepared for.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/article>\n

I arrived at my brother\u2019s house in Portland, Oregon just after sunset, juggling my overnight bag and a stack of files from work. My brother, Evan Miller<\/strong>, had left that morning for a three-day training retreat in Seattle, asking me to watch his 7-year-old daughter, Abby<\/strong>. I adored that kid. I\u2019d never once hesitated to help.<\/p>\n

The house was quiet when I stepped inside. Too quiet.
\u201cAbby?\u201d I called.<\/p>\n

She peeked from behind the staircase, her small face pale, her curls messy as if she\u2019d been tugging at them. \u201cHi, Aunt Lily,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n

I smiled gently. \u201cHey, sweetheart. You ready for our movie night?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes darted toward the hallway. \u201cCan we\u2026 watch it in your room? Not mine.\u201d<\/p>\n

The uneasiness hit me immediately. \u201cSure,\u201d I said softly. \u201cWhatever makes you comfortable.\u201d<\/p>\n

Dinner went fine\u2014she pushed peas around her plate but ate enough to satisfy me. We brushed teeth together. She seemed calmer\u2026 until it was time for bed.<\/p>\n

I set up blankets on her bed and turned on the nightlight shaped like a fox. \u201cAll set,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

But Abby didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n

Instead, she walked past me, opened her closet door, and crawled inside, curling up on a pile of blankets already waiting there. She didn\u2019t look at me\u2014just stared at the carpet with trembling shoulders.<\/p>\n

My heart dropped. \u201cAbby\u2026 sweetheart\u2026 why are you sleeping in the closet?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her voice was so soft I had to kneel to hear it.<\/p>\n

\u201cUncle Mark comes into my room at night,\u201d she whispered.<\/p>\n

I felt my stomach twist. Mark<\/strong>, my brother\u2019s new boyfriend, had moved in six months ago. I\u2019d always gotten the sense something was off\u2014he avoided eye contact, hated when Abby made noise, and seemed to watch her too closely\u2014but I had never seen anything alarming.<\/p>\n

Until now.<\/p>\n

I kept my voice even. \u201cWhat does he do?\u201d<\/p>\n

She shook her head violently. \u201cI don\u2019t want him to get mad.\u201d Her lip quivered. \u201cPlease don\u2019t tell him I told you.\u201d<\/p>\n

That was enough. I scooped her into my arms. \u201cYou\u2019re not staying here tonight. Get your shoes.\u201d<\/p>\n

We were in my car two minutes later. The house behind us stood dark and quiet, but I had never felt a stronger urge to keep driving, as far and as fast as possible.<\/p>\n

I thought the worst was behind us.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know that leaving the house was only the beginning\u2014because what happened next would unravel more than just Mark\u2019s secrets.<\/p>\n

It would expose everything.<\/p>\n

I drove straight to my apartment on the other side of town, locking the door the moment we stepped inside. Abby clung to my sleeve like she was afraid the walls might open and swallow her. I offered her my bed, but she chose to sleep on the futon in my room, curled against the wall. I didn\u2019t push it. I just sat beside her until she drifted off.<\/p>\n

But I didn\u2019t sleep.<\/p>\n

My mind raced. As a mandated reporter\u2014I worked as a middle-school counselor\u2014I already knew what I needed to do. But I also knew how these cases went: delays, investigations, temporary placements, parents pressured to choose sides, children caught in the crossfire.<\/p>\n

At 7 a.m., when the sun rose and Abby was still asleep, I called Evan.<\/p>\n

He answered on the third ring, groggy. \u201cLily? Can it wait? I\u2019ve got a workshop\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I said sharply. \u201cWhere is Mark?\u201d<\/p>\n

There was a short, irritated sigh. \u201cAt home. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n

Cold anger spread through me. \u201cAbby slept in her closet last night because she\u2019s afraid of him.\u201d<\/p>\n

Silence.<\/p>\n

Then, \u201cShe\u2019s been dramatic lately. Mark said she lies to get attention.\u201d<\/p>\n

I closed my eyes. \u201cDo you hear yourself? She\u2019s seven, Evan.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s going through phases. Kids do that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe said he comes into her room at night.\u201d<\/p>\n

A beat of silence so long I could hear him breathing.<\/p>\n

Then\u2014<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s ridiculous.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs it?\u201d I asked quietly. \u201cBecause you haven\u2019t been home at night. You don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer. He hung up.<\/p>\n

I stared at the phone for a full minute before moving. Fine. If he wouldn\u2019t act, I would.<\/p>\n

At 8:12 a.m., I made the official report to Oregon DHS. The intake worker listened calmly as I described Abby\u2019s behavior, her words, and the situation at the house. She asked routine questions, took notes, and ended the call with: \u201cThank you. We\u2019ll take it from here.\u201d<\/p>\n

But I knew it wasn\u2019t over. Evan needed to understand the gravity of this. I drafted a long text explaining everything again and sent it.<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n

He called Mark instead.<\/p>\n

Around 11 a.m., my phone buzzed.<\/p>\n

MARK<\/strong>:
You\u2019re going to regret making things up about me.<\/em><\/p>\n

My blood ran cold.<\/p>\n

I forwarded the text straight to the DHS investigator.<\/p>\n

A few hours later, a knock sounded at my apartment door. I looked through the peephole and saw a woman in a navy jacket with a badge. \u201cMs. Miller? I\u2019m Investigator Carla Reyes. We need to talk to Abby.\u201d<\/p>\n

I let her in, my hands shaking. Abby woke easily, calmer than the night before. Carla moved slowly, choosing her questions carefully.<\/p>\n

I watched as my niece explained everything: the footsteps at night, the whispering, the threats, the times she hid in the closet hoping Mark wouldn\u2019t find her.<\/p>\n

Carla\u2019s expression never changed, but I saw her hand tighten around her pen.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis was the right thing to do,\u201d she told me after. \u201cWe\u2019ll be speaking with your brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

That afternoon, everything unraveled.<\/p>\n

Evan called me screaming\u2014accusing me, blaming me, telling me I ruined his life. Then DHS made contact with him, and the calls stopped.<\/p>\n

Hours later, another text came.<\/p>\n

This one from Carla:<\/p>\n

We\u2019ve located Mark. There will be action taken tonight. Stay reachable.<\/strong><\/p>\n

My chest tightened. Action?<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know what she meant.<\/p>\n

Not yet.<\/p>\n

But I would.<\/p>\n

And the fallout would shake our entire family to its core.<\/p>\n

Evening crept over Portland with a tense, heavy quiet. I kept Abby close while we ate dinner\u2014mac and cheese she barely touched. My phone lay face-up on the counter, volume all the way up.<\/p>\n

At 7:42 p.m., it buzzed.<\/p>\n

CARLA<\/strong>:
Officers are en route to Mr. Miller\u2019s residence. Stay with Abby. We may need to speak with you afterward.<\/em><\/p>\n

I read the message twice before it sank in.<\/p>\n

They were going to arrest Mark.<\/p>\n

At 8:10 p.m., my brother called again.<\/p>\n

This time his voice was shaking\u2014not with rage, but fear.
\u201cLily\u2026 the police are here. They\u2019re\u2014 they\u2019re talking to Mark outside. He keeps saying he didn\u2019t do anything.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid they ask you anything?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes. They said there were reports. They said there were messages.\u201d His voice dropped. \u201cDid you send them something?\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t lie. \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

He exhaled shakily. \u201cMark said you\u2019re manipulating her. He said\u2014he said Abby hates him because he tries to discipline her.\u201d<\/p>\n

I swallowed hard. \u201cEvan\u2026 she\u2019s been hiding in her closet. What kind of discipline requires that?\u201d<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer. The silence was long, tortured.<\/p>\n

Then I heard shouting outside his phone speaker.<\/p>\n

A man yelling.<\/p>\n

Mark.<\/p>\n

A minute later, an officer\u2019s voice cut through: \u201cSir, put your hands where I can see them\u2014now!\u201d<\/p>\n

My pulse spiked.<\/p>\n

\u201cEvan?\u201d I said.<\/p>\n

But he\u2019d already hung up.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t get another update until 9:03 p.m., when Carla called.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s done,\u201d she said. \u201cMark has been taken into custody. Your brother is cooperating. He\u2019s\u2026 overwhelmed.\u201d<\/p>\n

I sank onto the couch. Abby crawled into my lap without me asking.<\/p>\n

Carla continued, \u201cGiven the circumstances, we\u2019re initiating an emergency child safety plan. Abby stays with you until further notice.\u201d<\/p>\n

A wave of relief washed over me so powerful my eyes stung. \u201cThank you.\u201d<\/p>\n

But the next days were messy.<\/p>\n

Evan drove back early from Seattle, showing up at my apartment with dark circles under his eyes. \u201cI didn\u2019t know,\u201d he said. \u201cLily\u2026 I swear to God, I didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

I believed him. But I also saw how deep the denial had gone.<\/p>\n

\u201cAbby comes first,\u201d I reminded him.<\/p>\n

He nodded, defeated. \u201cI want to do what\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n

The investigation unfolded over the next weeks. More came out than any of us expected\u2014concerning messages Mark had sent to other people, inconsistencies in his work history, things he\u2019d hidden from Evan entirely. DHS took everything seriously.<\/p>\n

Through it all, Abby stayed with me. Slowly, she stopped flinching at shadows. She slept in an actual bed. She began to laugh again\u2014real laughter, not the tight nervous giggle she\u2019d had before.<\/p>\n

Evan visited often, but visits were supervised at first. He cried once\u2014quietly, in my kitchen\u2014when Abby hugged him without fear.<\/p>\n

\u201cI should have seen it,\u201d he whispered.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou see it now,\u201d I told him.<\/p>\n

Eventually, DHS cleared Evan but barred Mark permanently. Charges were filed. A trial date was set.<\/p>\n

When it was all over, Evan moved to a smaller apartment across town and started therapy\u2014on his own and with Abby. He never asked Mark\u2019s name again.<\/p>\n

As for Abby?<\/p>\n

She told me one afternoon while coloring in my living room, \u201cAunt Lily\u2026 thank you for not leaving me in that house.\u201d<\/p>\n

I hugged her, my throat tight. \u201cYou never have to be scared like that again.\u201d<\/p>\n

And for the first time since that night in the closet, I believed it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. When I calmly asked why, her response made my heart stop. I picked her up and walked out immediately. What happened next was more shocking than anything I was prepared for. I arrived […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":11631,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"tdm_status":"","tdm_grid_status":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-11630","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-lifetrue"},"yoast_head":"\nWhile my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life<\/title>\n<meta name=\"robots\" content=\"index, follow, max-snippet:-1, max-image-preview:large, max-video-preview:-1\" \/>\n<link rel=\"canonical\" href=\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:locale\" content=\"vi_VN\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:type\" content=\"article\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:title\" content=\"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:description\" content=\"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. When I calmly asked why, her response made my heart stop. I picked her up and walked out immediately. What happened next was more shocking than anything I was prepared for. I arrived […]\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:url\" content=\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:site_name\" content=\"Everyday Life\" \/>\n<meta property=\"article:published_time\" content=\"2025-11-27T07:42:41+00:00\" \/>\n<meta property=\"og:image\" content=\"http:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:width\" content=\"327\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:height\" content=\"600\" \/>\n\t<meta property=\"og:image:type\" content=\"image\/jpeg\" \/>\n<meta name=\"author\" content=\"Nguyen Lan\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:card\" content=\"summary_large_image\" \/>\n<meta name=\"twitter:label1\" content=\"\u0110\u01b0\u1ee3c vi\u1ebft b\u1edfi\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data1\" content=\"Nguyen Lan\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:label2\" content=\"\u01af\u1edbc t\u00ednh th\u1eddi gian \u0111\u1ecdc\" \/>\n\t<meta name=\"twitter:data2\" content=\"10 ph\u00fat\" \/>\n<script type=\"application\/ld+json\" class=\"yoast-schema-graph\">{\"@context\":\"https:\/\/schema.org\",\"@graph\":[{\"@type\":\"WebPage\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630\",\"name\":\"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life\",\"isPartOf\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#website\"},\"primaryImageOfPage\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage\"},\"image\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage\"},\"thumbnailUrl\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg\",\"datePublished\":\"2025-11-27T07:42:41+00:00\",\"author\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/3a91a084d415ead376e2cb14e7c92547\"},\"breadcrumb\":{\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#breadcrumb\"},\"inLanguage\":\"vi\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"ReadAction\",\"target\":[\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630\"]}]},{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"vi\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg\",\"width\":327,\"height\":600},{\"@type\":\"BreadcrumbList\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#breadcrumb\",\"itemListElement\":[{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":1,\"name\":\"Trang ch\u1ee7\",\"item\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/\"},{\"@type\":\"ListItem\",\"position\":2,\"name\":\"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet.\"}]},{\"@type\":\"WebSite\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#website\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/\",\"name\":\"Everyday Life\",\"description\":\"\",\"potentialAction\":[{\"@type\":\"SearchAction\",\"target\":{\"@type\":\"EntryPoint\",\"urlTemplate\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?s={search_term_string}\"},\"query-input\":{\"@type\":\"PropertyValueSpecification\",\"valueRequired\":true,\"valueName\":\"search_term_string\"}}],\"inLanguage\":\"vi\"},{\"@type\":\"Person\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/3a91a084d415ead376e2cb14e7c92547\",\"name\":\"Nguyen Lan\",\"image\":{\"@type\":\"ImageObject\",\"inLanguage\":\"vi\",\"@id\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/image\/\",\"url\":\"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/390d96403b6b2dc1fdb87c8b76b63a895929897d28dda815261f8ca033d2929a?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"contentUrl\":\"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/390d96403b6b2dc1fdb87c8b76b63a895929897d28dda815261f8ca033d2929a?s=96&d=mm&r=g\",\"caption\":\"Nguyen Lan\"},\"sameAs\":[\"http:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\"],\"url\":\"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?author=5\"}]}<\/script>\n<!-- \/ Yoast SEO plugin. -->","yoast_head_json":{"title":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life","robots":{"index":"index","follow":"follow","max-snippet":"max-snippet:-1","max-image-preview":"max-image-preview:large","max-video-preview":"max-video-preview:-1"},"canonical":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630","og_locale":"vi_VN","og_type":"article","og_title":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life","og_description":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. When I calmly asked why, her response made my heart stop. I picked her up and walked out immediately. What happened next was more shocking than anything I was prepared for. I arrived […]","og_url":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630","og_site_name":"Everyday Life","article_published_time":"2025-11-27T07:42:41+00:00","og_image":[{"width":327,"height":600,"url":"http:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg","type":"image\/jpeg"}],"author":"Nguyen Lan","twitter_card":"summary_large_image","twitter_misc":{"\u0110\u01b0\u1ee3c vi\u1ebft b\u1edfi":"Nguyen Lan","\u01af\u1edbc t\u00ednh th\u1eddi gian \u0111\u1ecdc":"10 ph\u00fat"},"schema":{"@context":"https:\/\/schema.org","@graph":[{"@type":"WebPage","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630","url":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630","name":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet. - Everyday Life","isPartOf":{"@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#website"},"primaryImageOfPage":{"@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage"},"image":{"@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage"},"thumbnailUrl":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg","datePublished":"2025-11-27T07:42:41+00:00","author":{"@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/3a91a084d415ead376e2cb14e7c92547"},"breadcrumb":{"@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#breadcrumb"},"inLanguage":"vi","potentialAction":[{"@type":"ReadAction","target":["https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630"]}]},{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"vi","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#primaryimage","url":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg","contentUrl":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/11\/54.446Z.jpg","width":327,"height":600},{"@type":"BreadcrumbList","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?p=11630#breadcrumb","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"name":"Trang ch\u1ee7","item":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/"},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"name":"While my brother traveled, I stayed over to care for my niece. That night, she wanted to sleep inside a kitchen cabinet."}]},{"@type":"WebSite","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#website","url":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/","name":"Everyday Life","description":"","potentialAction":[{"@type":"SearchAction","target":{"@type":"EntryPoint","urlTemplate":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?s={search_term_string}"},"query-input":{"@type":"PropertyValueSpecification","valueRequired":true,"valueName":"search_term_string"}}],"inLanguage":"vi"},{"@type":"Person","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/3a91a084d415ead376e2cb14e7c92547","name":"Nguyen Lan","image":{"@type":"ImageObject","inLanguage":"vi","@id":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/#\/schema\/person\/image\/","url":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/390d96403b6b2dc1fdb87c8b76b63a895929897d28dda815261f8ca033d2929a?s=96&d=mm&r=g","contentUrl":"https:\/\/secure.gravatar.com\/avatar\/390d96403b6b2dc1fdb87c8b76b63a895929897d28dda815261f8ca033d2929a?s=96&d=mm&r=g","caption":"Nguyen Lan"},"sameAs":["http:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org"],"url":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/?author=5"}]}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11630","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11630"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11630\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11632,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11630\/revisions\/11632"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/11631"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11630"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11630"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintuc.lifestruepurpose.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11630"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}