Find that word in your WIP

I thought for a second, “Yeah, okay,” I replied excitedly, envisioning the stress floating out of my body like dust particles glimmering in a ray of light.

beer

"I'd offer you beer," Joe indicated the pitcher as they sat down, "but it's not very good."

Sink

The tank hadn’t worked for years—we flushed by filling a bucket with water from the sink and pouring it directly into the toilet—but even the guise of trying to fix it could raise suspicion.

dusk

It’s dark in here. There’s a large maple tree just outside the window that shades the room, so the light is filtered and dusky.

blue

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It’s dark in here. There’s a large maple tree just outside the window that shades the room, so the light is filtered and dusky.

blue

In the daytime you could see a hint of the lake, blue and teasing, impossible to bulldoze and build over.

tidy

It's been a while so I'm going to go with "blue"

“What do we do, Five?” Zaffire looked at him, her blue eyes big.

Bump

You can get them dipped in gold for five extra dollars,” muttered the guy before clearing his throat. “That’s, um, a joke, but you do get a discount if you pick up your food instead of asking for delivery.”

Bell

Running at full force, Otto slammed into Five’s back, sending both of them crashing to the driveway.

Path

How in the world was he supposed to deal with Palmer if he couldn’t relate?

Call

I edged the door open, ready to slam it shut if—what? If she turned out to be a serial killer and announced it with a calling card?

dart

“That’s Mr. Bryon’s dog,” Palmer said, before darting across the street. “Sparks!”

Sock

Otto just calmly crossed his legs. “That guy’s been after me for months.”

Reason

“I’ll get on first to test it,” Mr. Thomas said.

Giggle

Eva, only eight-years-old, walked to Meck. “Are you Meck? Are you really a prince?”

Sweet

I could see that my hand was a mess—not a deep injury, but extensive enough to cause a lot of surface bleeding.

collar

(I'm always surprised that a word is in my WIP.)

A hint of fine cologne lingered about his collar, spicy and smoky.

Fiend/fiendish

It's been a few days so I'll do Nymtoc's word, "collar".

“No!” Dan grabbed the collar of Baaston’s tuxedo and pulled him away from the grass.

Plant