{"id":15027,"date":"2018-12-01T01:55:23","date_gmt":"2018-12-01T07:55:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=15027"},"modified":"2018-12-01T09:41:49","modified_gmt":"2018-12-01T15:41:49","slug":"finally-the-whispering-pines-motel-burned","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/15027","title":{"rendered":"Finally the Whispering Pines Motel Burned"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>After months of arson, we had come to suspect<br \/>\nit would. Folks whispered for weeks, almost with delight.<br \/>\nMany worried for the homeless who sometimes slept<\/p>\n<p>in those abandoned beds, though none lay there that night<br \/>\nwhen a strange figure with a rag and lighter crept<br \/>\nin a broken window, went room by room, igniting<\/p>\n<p>mattress after mattress as flames made shadowed shapes<br \/>\nsidle down corridors, coil through stairwells, and crack<br \/>\nlike dry leaves beneath feet scurrying to escape.<\/p>\n<p>The two-story fire lit all of Accomack,<br \/>\nsirens rang, half the town up already, agape<br \/>\nat the half moon and what might\u2019ve been just a trick<\/p>\n<p>of smoke against it, but most thought some dark angel<br \/>\nascending\u2014our collective murmur making it real.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/14986\">Josh Luckenbach<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After months of arson, we had come to suspect it would. Folks whispered for weeks, almost with delight. Many worried for the homeless who sometimes slept in those abandoned beds, though none lay there that night when a strange figure with a rag and lighter crept in a broken window, went room by room, igniting [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1704,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[54],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-3Un","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15027"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1704"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=15027"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15027\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15057,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15027\/revisions\/15057"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=15027"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=15027"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=15027"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}