{"id":3845,"date":"2010-05-29T23:26:15","date_gmt":"2010-05-30T04:26:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3845"},"modified":"2010-05-29T23:26:15","modified_gmt":"2010-05-30T04:26:15","slug":"attic-part-30","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3845","title":{"rendered":"Attic, part 30"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Josh moved purposefully through the dark streets, and the others followed.  He seemed to know the way now, almost as though he&#8217;d been here before.  Jenny saw a look of grim concentration on her friend&#8217;s face.  It wasn&#8217;t a look she remembered ever seeing before &#8212; at school Josh had always seemed so unserious.  &#8220;How well do we know anyone?&#8221; she mused.  <\/p>\n<p>But at that moment Jenny&#8217;s thoughts were interrupted when Josh stopped abruptly in his tracks.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What is it?&#8221; Mr. Symarian said.<\/p>\n<p>Josh just stood silently for a moment.  His eyes seemed to refocus, to come back to the here and now.  &#8220;I don&#8217;t really know.  It just feels like I&#8217;m supposed to stop.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly Jenny gasped out loud.  &#8220;This buildling,&#8221; she said, pointing to the building they had stopped in front of, &#8220;look at it.   Josh, what do you see?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Looks like a building to me,&#8221; he said, looking puzzled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ll second that,&#8221; Sid said.  &#8220;Definitely a building.  Tall, square, kinda rococo, not really my thing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Shhh!,&#8221; Jenny said. &#8220;Sid, be quiet.  This is important.  Josh, haven&#8217;t you seen this somewhere before?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Josh stared at the building for a good long while.  Then recognition dawned.  &#8220;It looks just like your music box &#8212; the one from the attic.  Only bigger.  And there&#8217;s no ballerina on top.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Josh moved purposefully through the dark streets, and the others followed. He seemed to know the way now, almost as though he&#8217;d been here before. Jenny saw a look of grim concentration on her friend&#8217;s face. It wasn&#8217;t a look she remembered ever seeing before &#8212; at school Josh had always seemed so unserious. &#8220;How &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3845\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Attic, part 30&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3845"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3845"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3845\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3846,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3845\/revisions\/3846"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3845"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3845"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3845"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}