Letter 1

My Dear John,
How is heaven? I still cannot believe that you became the victim of the entire witchcraft scheme. No one else can believe it either. As for me, I am well. The boys are just fine, getting bigger, stronger, and more John-like. They are very intelligent, and I see bright futures ahead of them. In case you were wondering, I have remarried. That was simply because I needed someone else to help me take care of the boys and to supply this family with a fair amount of cash. It would be too difficult alone. Know this, no other husband I will ever have could be quite as good as you.

I remember before you died, among my last few words to you was that whatever you do is as a good man does it. You have left behind quite a legacy. Often times, you come up in conversations. I went to a farmer’s market the other day, and I overheard two farmers, of whom I did not know, talking about Jesus, and then they related him to you. That is great how others almost see you as godlike, a model for their faith if you will. I know you John; you were a most faithful man, and like God on earth to me. We all know you were not guilty.We all know you were not guilty. You simply wanted to stand up for what was good and true, yet that fiend, Danforth, would not take it. Do not worry, we all know how you were, and you did all things as a good man would.

That is about all for now. It is late and I must dinner for the boys, of whom have been working diligently in our fields. I hope you rest well. After such a life devoted to your distraught wife, your children, and God, you certainly deserve a break. With the witch trials over, we all have some breathing room. Tell God and Jesus I said hello. The boys say hello too.
Your wife,
Elizabeth

P.S. I got from the government a compensation for your death. What does that mean? Rest well, for they have admitted that they were wrong the entire time. We knew you were true the entire time. We knew it, and the government has said so.