The Seminarian

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Author's Note:

The Seminarian is pure fiction. For the meaning of the terms used here, kindly refer to the glossary below.

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The Seminarian by tReSe Copyright Friday Trese Co. 1999. All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 1

Damien had turned sixteen years old. He never knew his mother. She died when he was a few months old from influenza. Don Joaquin, Damien's father is a very wealth man. He owns immense acres of land that produces rice. After his wife's death, he never remarried and busied himself with managing their hacienda. At the age five, he had to entrust his only child to the Dominican order for his schooling to become a priest. Though, he was reluctant with his decision, his hands were bound by the promise he had made at his wife's deathbed. He had to honor his wife's last wishes. Even if it means ending his family line. Since Damien entered the seminary, Don Joaquin never visited him once. He would only see him during the holidays or school breaks when the boy comes home but never in between.

It was summer vacation and Damien was overjoyed and sad, at the same time. He was happy that he could spend some time with his father, whom he loves so much. And sad, because he doesn't know how to reach out to him and have a father-son relationship. His Tio Patricio used to tell him that his father was the most friendly, jolly, generous, affectionate and humorous man he had ever known. But that all changed when his mother died. It seemed that his heart fell into deep a coma. Damien was lost in his thoughts that he didn't noticed the kalesa had stopped. The kutsero was already unloading his young master's luggage when Damien snapped out of his reverie. He was home. He could see his father approaching the carriage. He jubilantly went out of the kalesa to greet his father by taking right hand and placing it in his forehead, as a sign of respect for him. But his father didn't even flinch or showed any sign of warmness towards him. He didn't even welcome him.

"Thomas, return your Senorito's baggage in the kalesa. He'll be leaving now." Don Joaquin coldly said to his servant.

"But father I just arrived." Damien asked.

"I know, but you won't be spending your vacation here in our hacienda. You're going to Villa Domingo with your uncle Patricio. My amigo Don Alfredo has invited us for the summer."

"Where is Tio Patricio?"

"I'm here."

Patricio came from behind Don Joaquin and hugged his nephew.

"Look at you, Damien. You have grown. You're looking great," said Patricio.

"Thanks, Tio." Then he turned to his father. "Papa, where is your luggage?"

"I won't be joining you in your journey. I have to attend to some business here in the hacienda especially now that harvesting will come soon. I'll follow in a week or two."

Damien bid his father farewell. As they were leaving the hacienda, Patricio noticed that Damien was disheartened. He tried to cheer his nephew but with no success. The boy just looked outside the window and mindlessly staring into the open field. Patricio knew that Damien was hurting inside and he wished that his nephew would open to him about the anger or disappointment that he was feeling towards his father. But right now, there's nothing he could do except wait until he does.

Their carriage was a few miles away from the hacienda, when Damien shouted to Thomas to stop the kalesa. Before Patricio could ask why Damien wanted the kalesa to stop, the boy had gone out. Patricio followed his nephew and saw the reason why for Damien's sudden demand. There was an abandoned puppy in the road. And by the looks of it, the puppy was hurting because he was limping. Damien petted the dog for awhile and then carried him in his arms. He told his uncle that he wanted to keep the animal and that care of his wounds. Patricio just smiled and motioned Damien back to the carriage.

As the rest of the trip continues, both of them stayed silent. Patricio was reading some book while Damien continued to pet the puppy. By the time he finished reading, Damien and the puppy had fallen asleep. He looked at the two and they seemed happy and contented in each other's company.