Characters in "Black Water"
- Elizabeth Anne Kelleher, a.k.a. Kelly Kelleher. The protagonist. She works for a magazine, Citizen's Inquiry. She wrote her thesis on The Senator. She is twenty-six years old, and suffers from acne and anorexia.
- The Senator, a Democratic US Senator. He is hard of hearing, an aggressive driver, tall, and likes to drink. He has been married for thirty years, although he is separated from his wife.
- Artie Kelleher, Kelly's father. He is a staunch Republican.
- Madelyn Kelleher, Kelly's mother.
- Uncle Babcock, Kelly's hard-of-hearing uncle.
- Grandpa Ross, Kelly's grandfather.
- Buffy St. John, Kelly's best friend, she was her roommate at Brown University. She too is twenty-six years old and works for a magazine, Boston After Hours.
- Ray Annick, Buffy's boyfriend. A mature lawyer who is friends with The Senator.
- Lisa Gardner, A girl who attempted suicide in college.
- Laura, Lisa's twin sister, who had also attempted suicide before college.
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