My mother and sisters were sleeping in their bedrooms - or pretending to.

His sister, only two years old, was sleeping, so she was no trouble.

The only way to the balcony was through the room where my mother and sisters slept.

Sophie had heard the sister slept, but did she really?

My sister, who was 11, slept soundly next to me.

He'd known his sister hadn't slept well the night before.

She lay down in the far recesses of the room where her sister was sleeping.

"I guess I should feel better knowing my sister was sleeping with a lawyer."

The abbess is dead; and many a sister sleeps with her.

My sisters sleep in the same room with me.