vs. Human laws

What were human rules to me, after all? How many did I ignore on a daily basis?
	I thought of the multitude of illegal documents my family needed to live as we liked. False names and false histories, driver's licenses that let us enroll in school and medical credentials that allowed Carlisle to work as a doctor. Papers that made our strange grouping of nearly identically aged adults comprehensible as a family. None of it would be necessary, if we didn't prefer to have a home.
	Then, of course, there was the ways we funded our lives. Insider trading laws didn't apply to psychics, but it certainly wasn't honest, what we did. And the transfer of inheritances from one fabricated name to another wasn't legal either.
	And then there were the murders.
	We didn't take them lightly, but obviously none of us had ever been punished by human courts for our crimes. We covered them up- also a crime.