I disliked Woman No. 17 by Edan Lepucki very, very much. So much so, that I almost gave up on it quite close to the end, which is rare for me. I didn’t like any of the characters and the plot was pretty boring. Esther reinvents herself and becomes the nanny for a woman who has just kicked out her husband and has an 18-year-old selectively mute son and a 2-year-old. Of course, S (as she is known) is an artist and has a relationship with the mute son. And, of course, everyone has scarred childhoods and so on. Ug. Pass this one over…