"Mr. Chilton," the analyst said, "I think this will be your last
visit."
"Does that mean I'm cured?" he asked.
"For all practical purposes, yes," she said. "I think we can
safely say that your kleptomania is now under control. You
haven't stolen anything in two years, and you seem to know
where the kleptomania came from."
"Well, that's terrific, Doctor. Before I go, I'd like to tell you
something. Although our relationship is strictly professional, it's
been one of the most rewarding of my life. I wish I could do
something to repay you for helping me."
"You've paid my fee," the doctor said. "That's the only
responsibility you have."
"I know," Chilton said. "But isn't there some personal favor I
could do for you?"
"Well," the doctor said, "I'll tell you what. If you ever suffer a
relapse, my son could use a nice portable color television."
