He wasn't exactly babysitting... she wasn't that young, but he snuck off someplace and she was taken.
A comfortable bed replaced the cot utilized in Peabody and absolute darkness proved more conducive to sleep than the leaked light that often snuck into our old quarters.
They snuck around and found my name and began to push me, claiming public interest, national security, and all that bull shit.
When I looked surprised she added, "I snuck in."
I snuck out to a place where I was told not to go—a very dangerous place.
They snuck up to our property—up in the mountains!
I snuck down at night and went through all the trunks until I found the bones.
Maybe you snuck up here and helped hustle along your sweetie on her trip to never-never land.
Bird Song remained nearly empty during the week and half full weekends when get-away folks from Grand Junction, and sometimes even Colorado Springs or Denver, left the kiddies with grandma and snuck over the mountains for a little R and R. An occasional ice climber continued to remind the group of the receding memories of the recent tragic past.
He jumped and turned toward her, equally amazed that she had snuck up on him.
That was the second time this week someone had snuck up on him.
He left her sleeping and snuck downstairs to make breakfast.
I snuck out, so don't go blaming anyone else.