{"id":757,"date":"2013-06-20T07:28:00","date_gmt":"2013-06-20T13:28:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/more-from-the-novel\/"},"modified":"2023-08-15T18:49:54","modified_gmt":"2023-08-15T18:49:54","slug":"more-from-the-novel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/2013\/06\/20\/more-from-the-novel\/","title":{"rendered":"More from the Novel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; &#8220;Can you help me?&#8221;<br \/>The man nodded, but his eyes narrowed, intent on this intruder, this new threat to his carefully plotted safety net. &nbsp;He began to close in slowly.<br \/><a name='more'><\/a><br \/>The hiker visibly relaxed. &nbsp;&#8220;Thank God. &nbsp;I thought I&#8217;d be forced to camp out tonight.&#8221;<br \/>The mouth and eyes that smiled back at the hiker chilled the surrounding air. &nbsp;The man loved fools such as this hiker, blind idiots who never suspected that a normal fa\u00e7ade could harbor the blackest of souls. &nbsp;Such na\u00efvet\u00e9 always delighted him, made his hands itch with the anticipation of the kill. &nbsp;But for now, he gestured to his left, toward a dirt path barely visible through the trees.<br \/>As expected, the hiker turned, eager for directions. &nbsp;The man&#8217;s smile widened. &nbsp;He lifted the metal detector &nbsp;(Prologue, p. 2).<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8230; &#8220;Can you help me?&#8221;The man nodded, but his eyes narrowed, intent on this intruder, this new threat to his carefully plotted safety net. &nbsp;He began to close in slowly.The hiker visibly relaxed. &nbsp;&#8220;Thank God. &nbsp;I thought I&#8217;d be forced to camp out tonight.&#8221;The mouth and eyes that smiled back at the hiker chilled the &#8230; <a title=\"More from the Novel\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/2013\/06\/20\/more-from-the-novel\/\" aria-label=\"Read more about More from the Novel\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-757","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-welcome-to-my-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/757","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=757"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/757\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2741,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/757\/revisions\/2741"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=757"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=757"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=757"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}