The morning started with chaos. Not the kind caused by Mom and Dad—although, considering the last few hard days, anybody standing outside listening would have thought, Somebody better get in there QUICK. My brother pulled up and could hear the commotion before he even reached the door. Mom was yelling. Dad was yelling back. The vacuum was roaring. Furniture was scraping across the floor. The TV was blaring. And apparently the entire living room was being dismantled. His stoma