“Mom, who did you idolize when you were a teenager?” Mady asked.
Mrs. Holland stopped whisking the eggs and turned to her daughter, giving her a quizzical look. “Well, besides myself?” She asked.
Mady gave a short laugh. “Okay, fine. Besides you, who else?”
Mrs. Holland tapped her chin and raised her eyebrows. “No one.”
“What? Seriously, Mom? Even the people who did good deeds to others?”
“In my side, honey, when you see them in your eyes in that certain moment they’re doing good deeds, you might idolize them, but if you get to know their other things, the not-so-good things they’ve done before or even have in their minds at the moment, you’ll get turned off by those. So, why idolize them?”
“Basically, Mom, you had no one?”
Mrs. Holland continued whisking the eggs while smiling. “I guess I had none, Mady.” She said.