Hi, Crime Junkies. I'm your host, Ashley Flowers, and I'm Brett.

And today I want to tell you about a place that sort of tucked away from the rest of the

world, nestled in the Sierra Nevada Mountains of Northern California. A town where for a long

time, everybody knew everybody else. Nobody was afraid to keep their doors unlocked, and

the yards were literally surrounded with white-picked fences. It used to be the kind of town

where bad things weren't supposed to happen. Until one fateful spring night, over 40 years

ago, when something very bad did happen. This is the story of the Kettie Cabin murders.

On April 11, 1981, in Kettie, California, 14-year-old Sheila Sharp is looking forward to something

that I know you and I used to look forward to growing up. A Saturday night sleepover

with one of her best friends. Sheila is going over to her friend, Alyssa's house, and

thank God because it's about to get hectic in the small cabin that she shares with her

mom in four siblings. It's her older brother, John, her little brother's Ricky and Greg,

and her little sister Tina. And on this night, her brothers are actually having friends

over, so it's going to be packed over there.

So when you say they live in a cabin, my mind instantly goes to you know, like out in the

middle of the woods, nearest neighbor is pretty far away.

So you're half right, so they're definitely out in the woods, and Kettie's this like

minuscule small town right near several of Northern California's National Forest, but

the Sharp family's cabin is not as isolated as you might think because you see it's part

of a resort area. The way the Kettie resort is laid out, there's around 25 or 30 cabins

out here, and they're all built pretty close to each other. Like, for example, the Sharp's

house is literally only like 15 feet away from the cabin next door. Oh, okay. So yeah,

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