He looked out the window. It seemed like the ocean was racing up to meet them—and then, at 300 feet, the engines caught again, and this time they purred to life.
The plane leveled out, then slowly began climbing.
“Crisis over,” announced Lara.
“I’ve had a few more crises than I bargained for,” said Oliver. “Do you mind if I move up to the front with you?”
“Not at all.”
He carefully maneuvered himself to the empty seat. “I didn’t know you could fly a plane,” he said.
“You never asked me.”

The Amulet of Power, Chapter 30