and at the end after the daughter was finally tracked down after being kidnapped and sold to various former Soviet and middle-eastern "businessmen" for prostitution/slavery, she was bright and happy as though it was all over. My wife said "Uh huh, and YEARS of psychotherapy ahead of her."
I hope there is a follow up to this story to see if they next seat passenger's napkin mildly brushed her. Or, given the cramped conditions of airline passenger seats, unless you're in first class, you get really 'cozy' with the person next door. Especially if it's a long flight.
She was sleeping, felt something on her leg, woke up with a flashback is a possibility.