On June 18, 1992, Flight 397 crashed off the coast of Long Island. But this story isn't about the crash. Not completely. RUBY The likelihood of dying in a plane crash is one in five million-meaning my mom shouldn't be dead. But she is, and no one understands my grief. Needing to vent, I pen a letter to another who lost her parent on that flight. My parents are dead, and my twin...
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