For Terez Metry, one of the worst days began like many others — with a FaceTime to her best friend, Jasmine Sneed.
It was Monday, Feb. 2, and Metry, in Sneed’s words, “had dolled herself up, lashes, nails, dressed to the tee.” Metry was sitting in the passenger seat in a black shirt and red pants, dressed professionally. Her husband of three years, Dominique “Dom” Flemister, was driving. They’ve known each other since she was in seventh grade, when her family fled Cairo, Egypt, and moved to Franklin, Tenn.
‘Y’all pray for me,’ Metry told Sneed. ‘I’m kind of nervous.’…