The lovely Debra Kristi tagged me in this game going around the blogosphere at the moment. You run a search for the word “look” in your current WIP and then paste the surrounding paragraph(s).
Here goes a short extract from Night Whispers.
She stepped into the front garden, and a gust of cold air cast a chilly kiss on her face. Alex breathed deeply. The air smelled clean and crisp. It had stopped snowing for now, but every surface was covered in a beautiful, thick carpet of white. Why did the world look so much more enchanting when covered up? she wondered.
The crunch of her boots on snow pleased Alex enormously. She trudged forward, down the pathway that separated the garden in half. Two wooden benches stood before the iron gates, buried under a heavy coat of frosting. Kensington Place was a fabulous, winter wonderland. If Tristan had been with her, she would have initiated a snow fight.