Wow, what a story!

One quibble:

[...]
She began her stalled descent and flawlessly landed the plane on the
Atlantic Ocean. The communication would have to wait until sunrise.

"It was like landing on a pee-wee football field. It was short, and
there were no lights. In order for me to land and take off, a local
sheriff, who was in my scuba class, lit up the air strip with the
spotlights from his patrol car.

"My first and immediate concern was landing the plane without
cartwheeling into oblivion. [...]

The middle of this seems to describe the field she took off from. If a
sheriff drove into the Atlantic Ocean to light up some waves with spotlights
from his car for me to land on, I think I'd just click my heels three times and
say "There's no place like home". There's something missing or misplaced
here (and that paragraph doesn't really follow from the description of her
takeoff because it describes a landing).

Jose



--
(for Email, make the obvious changes in my address)