Andrea Carter

“boat at Whitewater and got aboard that way.” “What’s a pilot boat?” Phyllis laughed. “How long have you been in Inishowen?” “I know. I’m still learning.” “When a large ship enters an estuary, a local pilot is taken out to the ship in a small boat. The pilot then takes over from the captain and directs the boat up the estuary and into the harbor. There used to be a pilot station down at Whitewater, just below the church. I can’t believe you’ve never heard about the Sadie. Sure, that’s what happened to the Devitts.” I was confused. “I thought …?” At that moment my phone rang. I reached over to get it, checking the time before I answered it. I stood up quickly, nearly knocking my cup over. It was 2:05 p.m. “Ben, where are you?” It was Leah. “You’ve”
― Andrea Carter, Death at Whitewater Church

“Being an outsider in a town where most people have spent their whole lives is not the easiest way to live. Sometimes, in my darker moments, I felt as if my role here was limited to that of an observer and facilitator for other people. That my own life was a sort of half-life, as if I didn’t really count because no one knew my “people.” But I have my reasons for being here.”
― Andrea Carter, Death at Whitewater Church