My Wife Has Lain To Rest

Ichabod's wife had been accused of Witchcraft, Abbie knew, but somewhere along the way, she'd sort of forgotten. Forgotten that she'd been tried and put to death for it, her body hidden instead of being lain to rest in the graveyard. Not that Ichabod had forgotten, that's for sure, and in the deep, dark of the night, that memory surfaces along side another premonition. Blooms into something that clings tight inside his chest and aches with the sadness of it all, and Ichabod can feel himself bend to it. Abbie, however, remains strong.