I suspect this will go against the most common narrative about Chantal, but I am getting a feeling that there is a bit of a tug-of-war going on over the "custody" of Chantal. I know, I know. Who would be stupid enough to give a shit what happens to her?
I believe that her family, (mostly her Aunt) realize that this is probably the last time they will see Chantal alive, and the last chance they will have to try to get her to save her own life. Chantal has always admored and been close to her globe-trotting, brown man boy penis-haver boinking, stoner Auntie. I think the Aunt is the one who is really has the time to make Dr appts for Chantal, show her how yummy and hulthy a vegetarian diet is, buy her Planners and try for one last time to get Chantal to adult. I think Phyllis is holding Chantal's hand and twisting her arm and getting Chantal to give it one more try. And Chantal hates it. I'd like to think that Chantal appreciates that someone loves her enough to care about her wellbeing, but I am not totally delusional.
On the other side of the custody battle is Salah, who wants to ride his stinky horse until it drops. His living situation has definitely improved with the help of Fatso's Youtube money, and he has a myriad of folds and crevasses to nestle his extensible benis into. It may not have been his original plan.... of finding some beautiful and rich Western woman who would fall for his awkward, depraved love language and would cybersex him (sperm everywhere!) and maybe, just maybe send money. I don't believe that in his wildest dreams, he thought that there would be someone like Chantal who would not only give him the time of day, but would actually fly herself and her money to his sandy shithole country. I imagine until she stepped off that plane in Kuwait, he didn't believe that he had actually reeled in a woman. Imagine his delight when one gargantuan yeasty daddy issue greeted him. What a lucky guy!
As soon as that Youtube money hits the bank, Chantal is booking her ticket and is returning to her hubcaps of rice and turds and her hairy-assed mantard. That is, if there is actually enough money to get a ticket and pay Salah's bills. If Allah is truly merciful Salah will disappear from the face of the earth and Chantal will be forced to stay in Canada and deal with her mess of a life.
Yalla! Alhamdelulu! Ishkabibble! Bippity Boppity Boo! Amen.
Edit to ask? I have a vague memory that Auntie Phyllis was employed by the provincial or Canadian govt in some capacity before she moved to Jamaica...anyone remember the lore? I even want to say that she may have been a social worker...or something similar. *shrugs*