White Pinnacle — C.M. Simpson

I grew up with the White Pinnacle always on my horizon. It was the first thing I saw in the morning and the last thing I saw at night. Was it connected to me not being allowed to go to sea like the rest of my siblings, and why my father refused to tell me why? The night my sister's ship capsized, was a night of revelations, but the price… my sister… Was it something I was strong enough to bear?