By now word had spread among all of the passengers that the plane was heading for Frankfurt. Some were standing in the aisles, screaming and shouting profanities at the pilot and the crew. Beth was sobbing uncontrollably. Diana was screaming. The pilot was yelling for everyone to settle down or he would have the police board the plane to restore order. Then another voice pierced the crowd. “Nobody wants to go to Dallas more than I do,” the man declared. “My mother is being buried tomorrow. But there is nothing we can do. Now everyone sit down and let’s go.”
