Alisha Benyevna had listened to the Man with the Yellow Hat for the last time. She thought it would be appropriate to navigate the world by herself from now on, his large hat could and would do nothing for her. And as she walked out of the Motel for the last time she thought to herself, why can’t I be happy too? After ten years I should be happy! Ten years I have done everything for this man! I can be happy too! Alisha had been killing for the Man since 1947, it was now 1957, and the sixties were going to be better.
Alisha turned to open her car as she rifled through her purse looking for the keys. Don’t I deserve this though! A break! A true and honest break from the life of crime and murder. I must say I have been single for far too long also. I shall get myself a man named Mike and have sixteen children. Yes, I will be eternally happy.
Alisha was getting into the habit if naming her husbands before she met them. She thought that if she said more specifically who she was looking for then she could very well narrow down the numbers. Jerry, Wayne, Timothy, Fern, Eliza, Margaret, George, and Willoughby. I have eight of their names already picked. Oh, how Mike and I will be eternally happy. I shall have to make him rich, yes, if we are having sixteen children that must be the way it goes! Soon I will find the richest Mike the world has ever seen. And we shall have sixteen children together! How wonderful.
Alisha had been under the illusion that the eight names of her children were completely random. Like so many of us Alisha thought that the world owed something to her because of the sorrow it had inflicted upon her so far. Which in all cases, is not the case. Alisha had brought the sorrow on herself. She was a women that loved far too easily and hated far too less. But how they will worry Mike and me. Every night rounding up sixteen children, it will prove to be difficult I dare say. But Mike will be lovely! Everything I've dreamed of! A dashing young gentleman, with a heart all-but ready to love me! And his hats will be black, not yellow. His hats will be every color but yellow as to never remind me of that wicked Man with the Yellow Hat. I won’t even half to tell him, he will know, Mike always knows!
Alisha was thinking of her Mike as a princess might think if her ideal prince, but does it ever really come true, do the wishes ever actually come out as they have planned? No. Never. Because there will always be a Man with a Yellow Hat, an antagonist lover. A man that will force his wife to kill those that have left him feeling ever so rejected and hurt. A man that never cares for his wife, never did. Alisha never found her Mike because her Yellow Hated Man walked in.
At night while the children are asleep we shall read a story about love together. It will be so beautiful that he will cry because he simply is so sensitive. He shall be the perfect man, forgiveness will pour out of his lips when I tell him of my actions. He will say, “I could never stop loving you.” And all will be settled there and then. Mike will love me as no one has ever done.
As Alisha took her last turn to her destination her heart was full of longing for Mike, Mike did not exist. Alisha was a fool to think she could leave her Yellow Hat Man that easily. You see, a Yellow Hated Man hates when his wife runs away. She had tried so many times, and he was tired. He decided that Alisha would have to die, but after she killed Willoughby. Yes, Willoughby, the name of her eighth child, the name of her last victim, but as the dagger was pierced in her heart the only name she screamed was Mike.