It’s a holy time of week for the Glenn and Tellis family.
On a typical Sunday morning, Sherra Tellis gets up early to make pinto beans, mac and cheese, and meatloaf, and sometimes cornbread dressing, for her children. Sisters Renee Tellis and Quetta Glenn ride over together from church. Someone teases Renee’s oldest daughter, Shay, about her height. And three years ago – when he was alive – Edward Glenn Jr. lumbered through the front door with one of his five children, cracking a joke.
“BG don’t smell no cooking,” he announced with a smile. “Where the food at?”
It’s been 1,184 days since Jan. 10, 2013, when a Chattanooga police detective knocked on Sherra Tellis’ door at 8:30 a.m. and said her second child and only boy was dead.
“I thought they’d lost their minds,” Sherra Tellis, 54, said last week. She called Quetta Glenn and told her what police had said.