Characters in A Yellow Raft in Blue Water
- Rayona Diane Taylor – a main protagonist; daughter of Christine and Elgin
- Christine George Taylor – a main protagonist; mother of Rayona
- Aunt Ida George – a main protagonist; legal mother of Christine
- Elgin Taylor – Christine's (separated) husband; Rayona's father
- Lee George – Christine's brother
- Dayton Nickles – Lee's friend
- Father Hurlburt – priest at the reservation mission; Ida's close friend
- Father Tom Novak – assistant priest at the reservation mission.
- Pauline George Cree – Ida's sister
- Dale Cree – Pauline's husband; Foxy's father
- Polly Cree – Dale's mother
- Buster Cree – Dale's father
- Willard Pretty Dog – a reservation man and veteran; biological father of Lee
- Mrs. Pretty Dog – Willard's mother
- Kennedy "Foxy" Cree – Rayona's cousin; son of Pauline
- Annabelle Stiffarm – Foxy's girlfriend
- Clara – Annie's sister; Christine's biological mother
- Annie George – Ida and Pauline's mother; Lecon's wife
- Lecon George – Ida, Pauline, and Christine's father; Annie's husband
- Ellen DeMarco – lifeguard at Bearpaw Lake
- Mr. and Mrs. DeMarco – Ellen's parents
- Norman "Sky" Dial – owner of the Conoco gas station near Bearpaw Lake
- Evelyn Dial – chef at Bearpaw Lake; wife of Sky
- Charlene – Seattle pharmacist; Christine's friend and neighbor
- Mr. McCutcheon – Bearpaw Lake maintenance supervisor
- John, Andy, and Dave – other Bearpaw Lake employees
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