“I have tried to face the world and it rejected me. “ These were the last words written in the diary of Shelia Calfrey, a pretty nineteen-year-old, who lived above a well-to-do restaurant, in a fashionable part of town. At the time of her death, she had three thousand pounds scattered around her bedroom. Was Sheila agoraphobic and did this contribute to her death from starvation? How could a healthy girl like this die in such circumstances? Three of her friends, Clare, Stephen, and Jill are grief stricken and start to examine their conscience as they look back on events leading up to her death when they had not spoken to her for nearly three months. Believing in some measure that one of them was responsible for her death, they recall her as a happy, contented girl, too eager to please. As a child growing up in Yorkshire, Sheila picked a red campion from a hedgerow and offered it to her mother. Her mother was frightened, but accepted it. She did not say, until Sheila was much older, that she had picked one from the exact spot and gave it to her mother, who had died within the year. That is why the flowers were known as “Mother-Die” and the dread that is associated with the flowers. What has this event to do with Sheila’s death? Obsession, loneliness, and a distrust of people contributed to Sheila staying in her flat. This one-act play is an incisive look at the modern world and how one careless remark can undermine confidence and destroy all that is cherished.