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Lynda closed her eyes and began to count to ten several times until she finally was able to get herself under somewhat control. She then took a few deep breathes as she began to speak to her son. "It's alright son," she started to speak to Sam. She finally opened her eyes and saw both fear and anger mixed and quickly went on speaking. "I'm not sucidial or anything like that," she said sounding more like herself than before. 

"I should have told all you boys before," she said and the quickly went on before Sam could inturrupt with questions. "I have a sever case of OCD," she finallly confessed. "Usually I have it completely under control, which is how I am able to live on a ranch, but I seemed to have lost my pills," she told Sam. "And I haven't be able to go see your Uncle Mark yet," she continued, though stopping to take a few deep breathes. 

"I've been sort of trying to play it off with everything going on with Hoss's health  and Ben's upcoming graduation," she told him and looked away for a moment and then looked back at Sam. "But Sam, when I saw Jamie, Joe and Jennie's rooms, and the clutter and rotten food all over the floor, clothes everywhere," she told him. "I...I just broke," she said.

After having it out with Joe and Jennie, Lynda decided to leave the main ranch house for a few days and stay out at Winchester Mannor. As she pulled up, Lynda didn't see her son Sam out with the horses. In fact, her mind was on other things. So, after parking her truck and shutting it down, Lynda got out, slamming the door as she did so. Lynda was really, really upsest. 

Agan, without seeing Sam, Lynda went inside and went straight for the cleaning closet. Lynda began to pull out every cleaning supply she had in there and soon was fillling a bucket with soap and bleach and then water. Then Lynda, ignoring the fact that her hands were already burnt and banaged, gets down on her hands and knees with the scrub brush and began scrubbing the floor hard, screaming in pain every time she would dip the scrub brush into the bucket.