She had been using brown paint but at when I looked at the drawing, I couldn't tell whether what she drew was a dog or a horse.
“It was supposed to be a rabbit,” she said thoughtfully. “But now I'm not sure.”
“Does it have five legs?” I questioned, looking at the odd shaped thing next to two other legs. “Because that does not look like a leg.”
She gasped, covering her mouth. “Oh, my God, that looks like a—”
“Like a dick,” I laughed. “It, whatever it is, has four legs and a leg long dick. You really are a freak.”
Evie giggled, turning around in my arms. “Please throw it away.” She was embarrassed, her cheeks colored pink at the sight of her masterpiece. “It looks horrible.”
“Are you kidding me?” I scoffed, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm framing it.”