I've been reading, and watching the hurricane's progress...

" 'Why do you have two beds in your room?' Ike asked as he conducted a brief survey of my bedroom.

'I used to have a brother, but he died.'

'How'd he die?'

'He killed himself.'

'Why?'

'Never got to ask him,' I said. 'Let's go to the party.' "

South of Broad, by Pat Conroy (good read, but I preferred his other books)