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This is Chivato at 10 years old
Chavez's POV: days went by like you wouldn't believe Tom O'Folliard has been living with us Regulators for five years now and he and Chivato are now 10 years old the both have their own bedrooms and everything else in between those two boys were the besets friends they did everything together but there had been some heartache at least for me anyway because my dog Jenna died tragically she was shot by Murphy because he claimed that she had been messing with his cattle and so he decided to kill her he shot her in the gut and we or I had to put her down so that she wouldn't suffer Chivato and Tom were heartbroken over her death I was the most heartbroken I had raised her from when she was a puppy we buried her in the woods and I would go visit her grave every now and then it was winter 1879 and boy it was cold I was in town with John getting some supplies for the ranch Chivato and Tom were home sick word had gone around that there was a typhoid fever outbreak here in Lincoln County I was worried about the boys it had been snowing for awhile I was sick to but my illness was just a cold I had my buffalo skin jacket on to keep me warm from the harsh cold weather after we returned from town I immediately went and checked on the boys I checked on Chivato first he was lying in his bed coughing I checked his temperature and he had a fever I got out several blankets and wrapped them around him to keep him warm
Chavez I'm so cold Chivato said shivering
I know Chivato I've got some extra blankets right here to help keep you warm you just try and get some rest okay I told him
Okay he said then he rolled over and fell asleep
I kissed him goodnight then I went checked on Tom when I walked into Tom's room he was lying on the floor I rushed to him and picked him up and set him back down on his bed I tried to wake him to make sure he was okay but he wouldn't wake up
John! I hollered as was trying to wake Tom up
Tom's face was red he had a fever but he also had a bunch of red spots on his face and abdomen and that's when I knew for sure that he had contracted typhoid fever John came in and asked what was wrong I told him to go get the doctor and to hurry the doctor came and examined him and said that he had contracted the illness after we thanked the doctor for examining Tom and after the doctor left I sat by Tom's bedside I washed his face and forehead with a cold wet wash cloth I was trying to break his fever but it wouldn't break Tom was sick for three days then on the fourth day he died of typhoid fever the doctor pronounced him dead I was devastated I felt like I could've done more to save him John made the funeral arrangements while I had to break the news of Tom's death to Chivato fortunately Chivato was feeling better he was in his bedroom playing when I came in to tell him the news I didn't want to tell him but I had no choice I knocked on his door before I entered he looked up at me wondering what was going on
