I’m spinning one of the perfume bottles around when the name catches my eye—Daisy’d and Confused. Underneath it reads, subtle notes of daisy, peony, and fresh apples. I pop off the lid and spritz the air. Ellie. That hauntingly familiar scent that reminds me of home, it smells like Ellie. Like daisies and peonies in a field, like sunrise peeking through the apple trees.
