As a young black child she was living a very enjoyable life with her white foster parents who loved and adored her.
But then disaster strikes, as Nanny dies and she has to be removed from the home where she knew only love and she enters a new world of heartache and troubles.
She is placed into a new home, but rather than love and compassion she is subjected to abuse and misery.
Her life dissolves into one of trauma and fear. She is subjected to abuse, suffers domestic violence and even witnesses murder.
Can Dominique learn to be her own true self, again? Can she find love in her own heart for not only others but also for her own self, too?
Can she deal with people who lie to get what they want, use violence and threats to control those they pretend to love?
There's a lot for her to contend with, an unexpected but welcome pregnancy, the problems of living with ME and the career changes this creeping, vile disease can bring about (REVIEWER'S NOTE: I have personal experience of this little understood but potentially devastating health complaint) and a variety of other issues that seem to prove the old adage that what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
It's an amazing memoir and from an almost little orphan girl without a glass slipper or a prince to an agony aunt and a key manager for 30 years in Children's Social Care Management, I think that Dominique did very well indeed with her life. Just proves that nobody needs a glass slipper, after all!
The book is published by Matador at £9.99.
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