"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."