My name is Jane, and I come from Runyenjes in Embu County. After our father passed away, he left behind a modest but valuable inheritance three acres of coffee farm, a small permanent house near the main road, and two rental units in Embu town.
We were only two children: my elder brother Peter and I.
While my father was alive, he always insisted that everything should be shared equally.
He would say, “Mali ya mzazi si ya mtoto mmoja.” I believed those words would protect me. I was wrong.
Immediately after the burial, Peter changed. He took control of all documents, saying he would “handle paperwork as the firstborn.” CONTINUE READING

