I have to be careful here, because what they did to Clara is hard to write.
They shaved her head. They hurt her. And my mother stood by and let it happen — let strangers brutalize my wife — because it served the story that Clara was the debtor being punished, and because a shamed, silenced Clara couldn’t defend herself.
The broken “cheap things” around the house weren’t from the collectors. My mother and Penelope had staged some of it, after, to sell the story of a violent confrontation Clara had caused.