Clara slid out of the truck grabbing her chains she walked into the house and went to her Daddy's work room. The door locked again. “Daddy, let me in.” Hearing nothing, and a bit miffed by his silent treatment, Clara wiggled the doorknob. She went into the kitchen to look through her box of assorted house tools to break in Daddy's room. She was determined to get in.<br/><br/>Clara found a tiny file and an ice pick. She grabbed a chair and began to mess with the key slot, when the file snapped, half inside the chamber, the other in her hand. She grumbled a little, went back to the kitchen and grabbed the steel meat tenderizer. Clara hit the file in the doorknob with such a force, the doorknob snapped off, hitting the floor. She looked at the doorknob, and yelled, “Daddy I, ah, broke the doorknob. See what you have done by being so mean to me.” Clara left her chains on the floor with the doorknob, sitting there, and went to the barn.