Up in the wild blue sky, Amy Jo never felt better. Flying was her life just as it had been for her idol of yesteryear for whom she was named. Her parents, too, were keen on flying and both worked for aviation companies, her mum as a secretary and her dad as an engineer/technician. They had been so proud when she came home one day to say that a company was willing to pay her to fly the Pacific in a plane similar to that of Amy Johnson's. They were proud yes but fearful too for fear that the same fate would meet their only daughter. They were reluctant to dissuade her from following her dream, but they did not want to lose their only daughter.

"Amy, you know we both love you and we are so proud that you want to attempt this. I can't help wondering if you've thought it through; how dangerous it is," her father asked in all seriousness. "Miss Johnson tried it but that doesn't mean to say you have to as well."

"I know you are making sense dad but she did not have the onboard instrumentation I have. I know it will be cheating and not exactly the same as she did it but the company insist I take precautions because after all they are putting up the plane and they don't want to lose it or me as you might well imagine. Please dad, you and mum can not talk me out of this, I am going to do it."

Weeks later, her parents realizing they could not talk her out of it, saw her off from the West Coast of the States as she started on her long journey out to sea. Virtually all the way, there would be nothing below her but the deep blue waters of the Pacific, she loved that freedom. The day of the flight the papers were full of the news of "THE AVIATOR taking on the journey of Amy Johnson once again," and wishing her all the luck in the World as she would certainly need it.

But now she had been flying for forty-eight hours with only a cat nap here and there to keep up her resources. She had little water aboard as in the small plane there was little room for stowing anything, even less room since the added equipment had been included as well. The plane was almost identical to the original but there was a floor to this one, so Amy did not have to see the sea down far below her feet which must have been terrible for the original aviatrix. It might have seemed like The SEA INSIDE the plane previously which Amy knew would scare her now if that had been the case. She was more fortunate in many respects than her predecessor for which she was thankful to the organising aviation company responsible for this jaunt of hers. Even so, she still had to fit herself partially SIDEWAYS into the cockpit.

She flew now in a westerly direction, noticing night was catching up on her fast from the rear. It seemed that she could not get away from the enveloping darkness, coming CLOSER, soon to surround her, making it difficult once more to navigate. However she would never have undertaken the trip if she had not had a working knowledge of navigating by the stars. The stars! She looked up, dumbfounded to see they were not visible tonight.

Cloud formations had gathered above and around her. It could mean only one thing, she was heading into a storm. She realized then, she would soon be FINDING NEVERLAND, the Neverland that was meant to be hers below the deep, deep blue azure waters of the ocean. She tried to make a last radio call but it was useless, the storm's effect had already done its job. The wireless was no longer working. She regretted she could not talk with her father one more time, just to tell him she loved him and that as usual he was right about everything. She loved her parents dearly and knew they would be distraught when they learned that she had gone down in a storm just the same way that pioneering aviator did of old. She prayed for a quick end. Then with her engines running low on fuel because the lightning had damaged the tanks, producing a fuel leak, she set her plane down on the water as best she could. She knew it would be useless to try and get out. The thing would sink before she had time to get away, so she stayed to meet her watery grave.