Hmm, I liked it very much. Though I must commend you on all of the characters mind sets, especially Joseph. I feel like I've known them for my entire life.
As she brought her knuckles down to the wood in a series of soft, humble taps, night was settling is around her. That should be in.
A boy, older and taller and more tired than her stood in his sweatpants, leaned heavy against the door. He saw her and straightened. It took effort. I don't know what it was about that description, but I found it beautiful. Probably the description of him being 'older, taller and more tired'- it spoke volumes.
Also, nightengale should be nightingale.
her heart paused in its rhythm in order to better match his lovely description again :)
Beautiful chapter, it satisfied deeply. I felt happy after reading it; it''s a very hopeful sort of chapter, and although we know that trouble is on the way, as you say, it allows us to live in a beautiful moment, where nothing else matter.
Behind her, forks and knifes bruised glass That should be knives.
So I started off this comment while I was reading the chapter, and it was going to be a comment highlighting all the things I loved but I had to stop otherwise I'd pretty much end up copying and pasting the whole thing.
I love the descriptions in this chapter, especially of the colours she's mixing. They're so unexpected -like the patient yellow- and so vivid and beautiful. They're calming, even though there's an undercurrent of despair throughout, and I think that is what Juno is doing: masking her despair with a calm, blank veneer.
This chapter was very beautiful, and it made me very sad. So I want everything to work out for them, because I love Juno and joseph and October so much. I also feel very sorry for October, because she's so excluded from their mourning. She's so removed from their mother that she just can't understand, no matter how hard she tries. She's such a patient, lovely character, but I feel with them she is in completely the wrong place :(
(pouting at how very right you are)