Gunfire

As i begin to swing the door further open a gun goes off,the bullet hitting the jamb where my head would have been if i stepped inside.

"Get out! there's more where that came from!" from inside.

Quickly I take out a piece of white cloth and slowly put my right hand in through the opening waving the cloth. "I'm here to help you!" Moving more of myself in. "To prove it i'm going to place my rifle on the floor and step away from it. Doing as i said i was,the women didn't take long to grab it and turn it back on me.

"I would like to come inside!" getting no reply i begin to enter my hand over my head. When i'm completely inside a woman gasps as she sees the Maple leaf patch on my jacket shoulder. Talking to he rest in Flemish she walks over and directs everyone's eyes to my shoulder. The woman holding my rifle returns it to me,then hugs me.

"Anyone speak English? then "parlez vous Francais?"

A girl i judge about 15 speaks up "Oui Francais et Anglais" switching to English "But not much English!"