I think it's too much like
Caitlin. All I can picture is a little girl in a classroom. She raises her hand and the teacher says "Yes,
Caitlin?"
Cailyn frowns and says, "It's Kay-LLLLyn" and the teacher says, "Oh, right you are
Caitlin. I mean
Cailyn, sorry."
Multiply that by a thousand, because it's going to happen all her life. To add to the misery, she'll also know fifty Caitlins.
It's really a shame. I like it, too.
~~she came in through the bathroom window~~