Two weeks later, as I sat beside Noah on a flight to New York, I  reminded myself that I would be a fool to get in touch with Brian while we were there. I'd be embarrassing myself, throwing myself at him, for goodness' sake. I had to hold on to some pride, didn't I? No, I  just couldn't. After he'd sent Noah the computer, I  hadn't heard a word from him. Noah said that they were exchanging e-mails, but I .didn't ask questions about the correspondence. I thought it was nice of Brian to stay in touch With Noah that way and told myself that my son's relationship with Brian  ...