the hatchet
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- Not that he had much to say.He was thirteen and the only passenger on the plan with a pilot  named what was it? 
-   Jim or jack or something who was in his mid-forties and who had been silent as he worked to prepare for take off . In fact  since Brian had come to the small airport in Hampton,New York to meet the plane driven by his mother the pilot had spoken only five words to him.
- When he saw Brian look at him, the pilot seemed to open up a bit and he smiled. "Ever fly in the copilot's seat before?" He leaned over and lifted the headset off his right ear and put it on his temple, yelling to overcome the sound of the engine. Brian shook his head. He had never been in any kind of plane, never seen the cockpit of a plane except in films or on television. It was loud and confusing. "First time." 
- He was sitting in a bushplane roaring seven thousand feet above the northern wilderness with a pilot who had suffered a massive heart attack and who was either dead or in something close to a coma. He was alone. In the roaring plane with no pilot he was alone. Alone
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